Letra de Playing With Fire - Oliver Tree

Don't look my way

From my view, it don't look so great

From a mile away

I'm looking like a mighty disgrace

But baby, don't call me a liar

Watch me while I'm playing with fire

Dancing butt-naked on a telephone wire

Spinning circles like a busted old tire

Much to my chagrin

Drool hanging down from my double chin

What a life I live

My cowboy tears blowing in the wind

But baby, don't call me a liar

Watch me while I'm playing with fire

Dancing butt-naked on a telephone wire

Spinning circles like a busted old tire

This won't kill me

But I can feel it pumping through my veins

I hate these feelings

Bad thoughts floating in the back of my brain

Waiting for the crash

Got my foot slammed down on the gas

Enough horsepower to blast

Baby, the flames are coming fast

Any second, I'll crash

Got my fingers crossed behind my back

The end is coming fast

I'm spiraling down, burning out, in fact

But baby, don't call me a liar

Watch me while I'm playing with fire

Dancing butt-naked on a telephone wire

Spinning circles like a busted old tire

This could kill me

It'll all burn down to the ground, I reckon

This could kill me

Watch it all burn down to the ground any second

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