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Fire Bomb

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 16.07.2012

Yeah
Whoa
Gunfire left a hole
In the tank
Losing gasoline

Fire is on my trail
And its after me
Hope it dont get here
Before I get where Im going
I gotta get where Im going
Take off my mask to breathe

You could've been a apart of a
Masterpiece
Fluid in the breaks
Was the last to leak
Thats the thing

Where Im going
I dont need my breaks
Cant wait to see your face
When your front windows break
And I come crash through

The lovers need to clear the road
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this thing is ready to blow
Oh, oh, oh

I just wanna set you on fire
So I wont have to burn alone
Then you
Then youll know where
Im coming from
Fire bomb
Fire bomb

Seats go
But baby no
Doesnt have to be
Like the way that Im at
A tragedy
Watching it burning
Its beautiful and its blue
And its pitiful
And its through
Its the other half of me

I didnt do it
You lit from match for me
Now were flying
From the blast, baby
Thats the thing

Where were going
We dont need no breaks
Cant wait to see your face
When your front windows break
And I come crashing through

The lovers need to clear the road
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this thing is ready to blow
Oh, oh, oh

I just wanna set you on fire
So I dont have to burn alone
Then you
Then youll know where
Im coming from
Fire bomb
Fire bomb

Baby we were killing em
They couldnt handle
The millionth degree
We were criminals
As we were burning
The world called
The police
Fire department
Ambulance
You call me crazy
Cause that was the
Only move
For me and you
To blow our flames
And

The lovers need to clear the road
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this thing is ready to blow
Oh, oh, oh

I just wanna set you on fire
So I dont have to ride alone
Then you
Then youll know where
Im coming from
Fire bomb
Oh, oh, oh
Fire bomb


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