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Artiste:
Tayler Holder
Titre:
Dyin' Flame
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I'm drinkin' whiskey, you're sippin' reposado You ain't here with me, but by the bottom of the bottle It'll all go south, south, south And what went comes around, round, round You ain't no angel, nah, girl, I ain't no saint We turn each other into something that we ain't Swore you off like I always do But somehow after midnight blue We're throwin' matches at a dyin' flame Goin' half insane, shootin' down all the warnings Shadow-dancing on the bedroom wall Till your silhouette crawls on out in the mornin' You, baby, you, ain't nobody do it like You, baby, you, that's the cold hard truth We feel the heat, but it don't burn the same We're throwin' matches at a dyin' flame You said you hated me, I said, "I know you do" Yeah, it's the same damn conversation with the sober you You lie to all your friends, say you ain't comin' through This town would turn upside down if they only knew, me and you We're throwin' matches at a dyin' flame Goin' half insane, shootin' down all the warnings Shadow-dancing on the bedroom wall Till your silhouette crawls on out in the mornin' You, baby, you, ain't nobody do it like You, baby, you, that's the cold hard truth We feel the heat, but it don't burn the same We're throwin' matches at a dyin' flame Dyin' flame Dyin' flame You ain't no angel, nah, girl, I ain't no saint We turn each other into something that we ain't Swore you off like I always do But somehow after midnight blue We're throwin' matches at a dyin' flame Goin' half insane, shootin' down all the warnings Shadow-dancing on the bedroom wall Till your silhouette crawls on out in the mornin' You, baby, you, ain't nobody do it like You, baby, you, that's the cold hard truth We feel the heat, but it don't burn the same We're throwin' matches at a dyin' flame Dyin' flame