Bishop Briggs - The Fire Lyrics
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The Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For The Fire By Bishop Briggs?
Gave me love, sweet love
Gave me love, sweet love Heaven above, sent me love But it wasn't enough, no, it wasn't enough 'Cause I've been a devil, I've been a saint Somebody help me, I can't change I keep on (runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire) I keep on (runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire) Oh, I let my lover go, didn't wanna be a liar Ashes in the cold, now I'm running toward the fire (Runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire) I keep on (runnin' toward, runnin' toward) the fire Gave me love, gave me sick sick love But it was me who got swallowed up Not enough, dust to dust, pray for us 'Cause I've been a devil, I've been a saint Somebody help me, I can't change I keep on (runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire) I keep on (runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire) Oh, I let my lover go, didn't wanna be a liar Ashes in the cold, now I'm running toward the fire (Runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire) I keep on (runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire) Oh oh, gonna get burned, gonna get burned Oh, oh, oh Oh oh, gonna get burned, I'm gonna get burned Oh Oh, I let my lover go, didn't wanna be a liar Ashes in the cold, now I'm running toward the fire Runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire Oh, I'm running Runnin' toward, runnin' toward the fire, oh |
Who Wrote The Fire By Bishop Briggs?
Ian Scott, Mark Jackson, Sarah Mclaughlin
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What's The Duration Of The The Fire By Bishop Briggs?The duration of The Fire is 3:03 minutes and seconds. |
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