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• Artiste: D'Arcy Spiller
• Titre: Wildfire
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3am my Third eye is alive Your face tells me i’m stuck in a lie You love me like a prize not a weapon Second hand love going in no direction Learnt that lesson on elizabeth street when we traded my love for a hard defeat When the truth speaks out you gotta listen It’s ten imes worse when you're down and drinking Talked to my Palm reader No questions, I gotta leave you No question, I gotta leave you Goodbye Wildfire The Virtuous cries Drink up those whiskeys Tears running dry Throwing that dollhouse back to the liars Goodbye Wildfire There's gravel in my guts and Spit in my eye When the truth speaks out you can't deny You love me like a prize, not a weapon Second hand love going in no direction Learnt that lesson on elizabeth street when we traded my love for a hard defeat When the truth speaks out you gotta listen it’s ten times worse when you're down and drinking Talked to my Palm reader No questions, I gotta leave you No question, I gotta leave you Goodbye Wildfire The Virtuous cries Drink up those whiskeys Tears running dry Throwing that dollhouse Back to the liars Goodbye Wildfire Goodbye Wildfire The Virtuous cries Drink up those whiskeys Tears running dry Throwing that dollhouse Back to the liars Goodbye Wildfire See this for what it is No more promises Open up the gate andlLet me out I’m leaving behind This doll house Goodbye Wildfire The Virtuous cries Drink up those whiskeys Tears running dry Throwing that dollhouse Back to the liars Goodbye Wildfire