paroles de chanson Flare Guns - Chelsea Cutler , Quinn XCII
                                                Focus 
                                                on 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                light, 
                                                it 
                                                helps 
                                                me 
                                                fill 
                                                my 
                                                emotions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                at 
                                                such 
                                                    a 
                                                distance?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Find 
                                                ourselves 
                                                so 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                frame
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                love 
                                                stay 
                                                calm 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                night,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah, 
                                                help 
                                                me 
                                                heal 
                                                and 
                                                re-open
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                drifting 
                                                away 
                                                from 
                                                everything 
                                                we 
                                                wanted 
                                                to 
                                                save?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                you 
                                                I′d 
                                                be 
                                                down 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loving 
                                                you 
                                                is 
                                                danger, 
                                                but 
                                                it 
                                                don't 
                                                feel 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                old 
                                                news, 
                                                    I 
                                                should 
                                                look 
                                                for 
                                                better
 
                                    
                                
                                                Falling 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                strangers, 
                                                leave 
                                                me 
                                                hanging 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flare 
                                                guns 
                                                go 
                                                off 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                head, 
                                                saying 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                call 
                                                you 
                                                this 
                                                late
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                    I 
                                                dial 
                                                those 
                                                numbers 
                                                every 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                replay 
                                                those 
                                                messages 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                left 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                tone 
                                                last 
                                                May?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slowly 
                                                wishing 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                never 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                face 
                                                became 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                know, 
                                                I'd 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                picture 
                                                another
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                frayed 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                edge, 
                                                it's 
                                                making 
                                                me 
                                                feel 
                                                all 
                                                to 
                                                blame
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                know 
                                                what′s 
                                                the 
                                                deal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                have 
                                                you 
                                                been 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                think 
                                                of 
                                                me?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                it 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                girl 
                                                silently 
                                                screaming 
                                                your 
                                                name?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                you 
                                                I′d 
                                                be 
                                                down 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loving 
                                                you 
                                                is 
                                                danger, 
                                                but 
                                                it 
                                                don't 
                                                feel 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                old 
                                                news, 
                                                    I 
                                                should 
                                                look 
                                                for 
                                                better
 
                                    
                                
                                                Falling 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                strangers, 
                                                leave 
                                                me 
                                                hanging 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                leave 
                                                me 
                                                hanging 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flare 
                                                guns 
                                                go 
                                                off 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                head, 
                                                saying 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                call 
                                                you 
                                                this 
                                                late
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                    I 
                                                dial 
                                                those 
                                                numbers 
                                                every 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                replay 
                                                those 
                                                messages 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                left 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                tone 
                                                last 
                                                May?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slowly 
                                                wishing 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                never 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                you 
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                down 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loving 
                                                you 
                                                is 
                                                danger, 
                                                but 
                                                it 
                                                don′t 
                                                feel 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                old 
                                                news, 
                                                    I 
                                                should 
                                                look 
                                                for 
                                                better
 
                                    
                                
                                                Falling 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                strangers, 
                                                leave 
                                                me 
                                                hanging 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                See, 
                                                    I 
                                                don′t 
                                                know 
                                                better 
                                                than 
                                                to 
                                                give 
                                                up 
                                                on 
                                                loving
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                am 
                                                    I 
                                                still 
                                                holding 
                                                on? 
                                                I'm 
                                                still 
                                                holding 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'm 
                                                way 
                                                too 
                                                honest 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                want 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lying 
                                                alone 
                                                al 
                                                night 
                                                long, 
                                                alone 
                                                all 
                                                night 
                                                along
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flare 
                                                guns 
                                                go 
                                                off 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                head, 
                                                saying 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                call 
                                                you 
                                                this 
                                                late
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                    I 
                                                dial 
                                                those 
                                                numbers 
                                                every 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                replay 
                                                those 
                                                messages 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                left 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                tone 
                                                last 
                                                May?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slowly 
                                                wishing 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                never 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flare 
                                                guns 
                                                go 
                                                off 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                head, 
                                                saying 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                call 
                                                you 
                                                this 
                                                late
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                    I 
                                                dial 
                                                those 
                                                numbers 
                                                every 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Still 
                                                    I 
                                                dial 
                                                those 
                                                numbers 
                                                every 
                                                time)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                replay 
                                                those 
                                                messages 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                left 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                tone 
                                                last 
                                                May?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slowly 
                                                wishing 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                never 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Slowly 
                                                wishing 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                never 
                                                mine)
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Intro (Slow)
2 Straightjacket
3 Worst
4 Flare Guns
5 Fake Denim
6 Don't You
7 60 Seconds
8 Walls
9 Tourist
10 One Day At A Time
11 Always Been You
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