Brian May - Flame On Lyrics
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Flame On
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What Are The Lyrics For Flame On By Brian May?
I am one, one that shines
Yeah, I was born of a scorpion´s mind I am one, so alive Don´t try to teach me what your lips can´t decide I´m the sun, so alive A simple breath´s all I need to get by Words you speak are like dirt in my mind I´m gonna burn till all the stars die Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide mother Flame on And now I breathe in this dirty black summer Flame on I bought the truth in the mouth of my brother Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide motherfucker As it is, thought divine A diamond seed in the heart of all mind All is truth, truth it shines Don´t hesitate for the world it divides Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide mother Flame on And now I breathe in this dirty black summer Flame on I bought the truth in the mouth of my brother Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide motherfucker Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide mother Flame on And now I breathe in this dirty black summer Flame on I bought the truth in the mouth of my brother Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide motherfucker Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide mother Flame on And now I breathe in this dirty black summer Flame on I bought the truth in the mouth of my brother Flame on I used to bleed like a suicide motherfucker |
Who Wrote Flame On By Brian May?
Bob Marlette, Tony Iommi, Ian Robert Astbury
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What's The Duration Of The Flame On By Brian May?The duration of Flame On is 4:28 minutes and seconds. |
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