paroles de chanson Firing Line - Hoodlem

Pick up your keys put on your coat
Don't want to be late
Really can I cry
Bought this wine bought this wine
Without sipping away
And falling behind
Put you trough the looking glass
We are shame
Speaking to fast
I need a way to show me your move
I'm there for
Couldn't carry my low
You are in my firing line
I have been flying on my own
With only my air
Feeling alone
But I like we speak the truth
Nothing to see nothing to do
Nowhere to be
Hours to go
If you're into me why dont you let me know
You are in my firing line
You are in my
You are in my firing line