Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
I guess I'll never be successful
I guess I'll never be successful
I think it's pretty romantic
The way I think about you
Every time my eyes are closed
Do you feel the same?
Does it fill you with pain?
Does it flood your peace
Until you feel insane?
Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
I think you knew your job was terminal
So you took a once-in-a-career leap
On a twelve-year-old
Was this your intention?
To inspire ascension?
Quiet down, class is in session
Teacher, do I have your attention?
Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
GET OUT GRACE - Fire Lyrics
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Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
I guess I'll never be successful
I guess I'll never be successful
I think it's pretty romantic
The way I think about you
Every time my eyes are closed
Do you feel the same?
Does it fill you with pain?
Does it flood your peace
Until you feel insane?
Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
I think you knew your job was terminal
So you took a once-in-a-career leap
On a twelve-year-old
Was this your intention?
To inspire ascension?
Quiet down, class is in session
Teacher, do I have your attention?
Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
I guess I'll never be successful
I guess I'll never be successful
I think it's pretty romantic
The way I think about you
Every time my eyes are closed
Do you feel the same?
Does it fill you with pain?
Does it flood your peace
Until you feel insane?
Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
I think you knew your job was terminal
So you took a once-in-a-career leap
On a twelve-year-old
Was this your intention?
To inspire ascension?
Quiet down, class is in session
Teacher, do I have your attention?
Fire
That's what you're gonna help me build
Fire
At the top of death's hill
Fire
'Til you've had your fill
Fire
Writer: Grace Jermusyk-Cagle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid