Silver Scooter - Holding the Flare | Текст песни

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• Silver Scooter
• Holding the Flare

I was thinking of you holding the flare. I was thinking of you 'cause nobody cared. I ran from the house, there were flames in the air. I had a dream, it's like you were there. Sometimes when I hold my head too high, I have to leap back down from the sky. I grabbed the keys, you grabbed the cash. You were always there 'cause you cared. Sometimes when I hold my head too high, I have to look before I land. We left the block, hand in hand. Your clothes smelled like gasoline.

I ratted on you.

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