Burning

Fatal Flowers

Composición de: Fatal Flowers
you wanna play, you want some fun
take a trip right to the sun
come on in, give it a try
feel like the world's greatest guy
let the boy kill the man, 60 bucks burning in my hand

there's a red light on your left, a blue light on your right
the white light always gets you from behind
feel the fever start to glow
it gets you down before you know
I don't want you to understand, 60 bucks burning in my hand

burning, burning, burning in my hand
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