Nothing special

You are the burning sun, 
I am the chosen one, 
This is all for fun,
You ask for forgiveness,
I say I'd rather just run,

I'm just sitting here,
Excuse me if I tend to leer,
Crows are coming from far and near,
You ask why they come,
I say they smell your fear,

My head tends to ache,
As my spirit tends to break,
When your asleep is when I like to wake,
You ask me what to do if my heart stops,
I say jus' gimme a shake,

I wanna hear about that whore,
Tell me she burned some more,
I want her crispy to the core,
You ask me why,
I say there's no time for past time lore,