Christian
The Burning Ones
by Roma Waterman
Release Date:
2012-03-01
Lyrics
Tell me, Where are we going
I used to ask you like this these days
As you say all the time
People out there don't mind us as much as I thought
It is like pouring the gasoline into wetted lumber
I can't feel the temperature
And I wish to be a rockstar when I see the next dawn
No need the process though
Drop it, let us dance
Let us dance
Drop all these and let's just dance on the burning floor
Drop it, let us dance
Let us dance
Drop all these and let's just dance on the burning floor
I need you to pull me out
I'm heading to deep down
All I can grab isn't seem could hold my weight
With the eyes full of void
I'm singing about loves what I haven't done
Talking bout some hopes what I never saw
I'm sick of pretending to be like someone else
It is like pouring the gasoline into wetted lumber
I can't feel the temperature
And I wish to be a rockstar when I see the next dawn
No need the process though
Drop it, let us dance Let us dance
Drop all these and let's just dance on the burning floor
Drop it, let us dance
Let us dance
Drop all these and let's just dance on the burning floor
Drop it, let us dance
Let us dance
Drop all these and let's just dance on the burning floor
Drop it, let us dance
Let us dance
Drop all these and let's just dance on the burning floor
