Текст песни House on Fire (feat. Fairground Saints) - Shelly Fairchild , Fairground Saints

Everybody′s drunk, it's three A.M
And we′re all on the way on the freeway again
All I know is nothing changes, but I'm hoping
That someday I'll know the right door when it opens
′Cause I fell like a singer without a song
Dreamer that′s too far gone
It feel likes all this hands keep pulling on me
And my heart's made of gasoline
Crazy thoughts and broken things
And I keep running from me, but I′m too tired
So put me out, I'm a house on fire
I got closets full of stuff
And secrets I hate with all my guts
I got pictures stuck in here I can′t believe
And never could let go of things I couldn't keep
And I fell like a singer without a song
Dreamer that′s too far gone
It feel likes all this hands keep pulling on me
And my heart's made of gasoline
Crazy thoughts and broken things
And I keep running from me, but I'm too tired
So put me out, I′m a house on fire
Fire, oh fire
Oh, I give up just let me breath, fire
Burn me down, burn me down
Burn me down, right down to me
′Cause I fell like a singer without a song
Dreamer that's too far gone
It feel likes all this hands are pulling on me
And my heart′s made of gasoline
Crazy thoughts and broken things
And I keep running from me, but I'm too tired
So put me out, I′m a house on fire
Just put me out, I'm a house on fire