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• Artiste: Higher (The)
• Titre: Play With Fire
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The thrill of the chase when you don't want to leave with me But then at the end of the night you're in the parking lot You ask for a ride get inside slide your hand up on my thigh Told you to all the time You flash that charming arrogance I can't resist The way you fake your innocence I see a devil in your left eye And an angel in your right I don't know what to do I can't make up my mind You got a bad reputation But I keep coming back In a sticky situation And I'm caught in your tracks I keep telling myself your a pathological liar But I love to play with fire How you smile when you say that you hate the excitement Of the dangerous roads that we take Don't you know I know you lied when you tried to confide Took my hand led me outside once again you need a ride You flash that charming arrogance I can't resist The way you fake your innocence I see a devil in your left eye And an angel in your right I don't know what to do I can't make up my mind You got a bad reputation But I keep coming back In a sticky situation And I'm caught in your tracks I keep on telling myself your a pathological liar But I love to play with fire I like the way you tease me The good the bad the sexy thing you are I like the way you need me I soon forget all your hypocrisy You flash that charming arrogance I can't resist The way you fake your innocence I see a devil in your left eye And an angel in your right I don't know what to do I can't make up my mind You got a bad reputation But I keep coming back In a sticky situation And I'm caught in your tracks I keep on telling myself your a pathological liar But I love to play with fire I just can't help myself I keep coming back In a sticky situation And I'm caught in your tracks I keep on telling myself that you're a pathological liar But I love to play with fire