Song | Wildfire |
Artist | AlphaCub |
Album | Night Heart |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
作曲 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
When we were lit | |
Was the crack of never ending sparks | |
And every turn | |
Leads back to tell us who we are | |
I travel straight as an arrow | |
Your face is so clear | |
Through the sweat and tears | |
And I see mine | |
In my reflection | |
Filled with smoke and fear | |
I’m gripping the wheel | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
The tires scream | |
As they spin us down the street | |
And every burn | |
Leaves another mark of the third degree | |
And I found my own direction | |
Your face is so clear | |
Through the sweat and tears | |
I was lost but I’m in finding closure | |
After wasting all these years | |
I dying to feel | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
I ran around | |
I got myself back out alone | |
Free from your skin | |
your savage words and the broken bones | |
And I can breathe again | |
Your face fades away | |
In the rear view mirror | |
And I am found by your desire | |
The light that brought us here | |
What brought us here | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire |
zuo ci : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
zuo qu : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
When we were lit | |
Was the crack of never ending sparks | |
And every turn | |
Leads back to tell us who we are | |
I travel straight as an arrow | |
Your face is so clear | |
Through the sweat and tears | |
And I see mine | |
In my reflection | |
Filled with smoke and fear | |
I' m gripping the wheel | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
The tires scream | |
As they spin us down the street | |
And every burn | |
Leaves another mark of the third degree | |
And I found my own direction | |
Your face is so clear | |
Through the sweat and tears | |
I was lost but I' m in finding closure | |
After wasting all these years | |
I dying to feel | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
I ran around | |
I got myself back out alone | |
Free from your skin | |
your savage words and the broken bones | |
And I can breathe again | |
Your face fades away | |
In the rear view mirror | |
And I am found by your desire | |
The light that brought us here | |
What brought us here | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire |
zuò cí : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
zuò qǔ : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
When we were lit | |
Was the crack of never ending sparks | |
And every turn | |
Leads back to tell us who we are | |
I travel straight as an arrow | |
Your face is so clear | |
Through the sweat and tears | |
And I see mine | |
In my reflection | |
Filled with smoke and fear | |
I' m gripping the wheel | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
The tires scream | |
As they spin us down the street | |
And every burn | |
Leaves another mark of the third degree | |
And I found my own direction | |
Your face is so clear | |
Through the sweat and tears | |
I was lost but I' m in finding closure | |
After wasting all these years | |
I dying to feel | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
I ran around | |
I got myself back out alone | |
Free from your skin | |
your savage words and the broken bones | |
And I can breathe again | |
Your face fades away | |
In the rear view mirror | |
And I am found by your desire | |
The light that brought us here | |
What brought us here | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
This heat plays tricks | |
These flames they lick | |
The stars above my home | |
The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
To trap us in the middle of a wildfire |