Morning Runner - Gone up in Flames Lyrics
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Gone up in Flames
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What Are The Lyrics For Gone up in Flames By Morning Runner?
Going to the race track
To try and get your money back But caught trying to break in But just have to say It couldnt happen, me? She shaved off her hair Said that she didn't care That 'Life is so unfair' Oh but all she wanted Was to be left alone He said he missed Bliss Smiled and left the kids And I said this isn't it But baby please come home And start again Its all he's ever wanted Its gone up in flames And all he's ever wanted To never stay the same Oh no this can't be happening I said oh no this can't be happening Going to the race track To try and get your money back But caught trying to break in But just have to say It shouldn't happen baby She wore lip gloss And cried when she got cross And all that she had was lost Yeah she sold it all Oh for Pearls He said he missed bliss Smiled and left the kids And I said this isn't it But baby oh please come home And start again Its all he's ever wanted Its gone up in flames And all he's ever wanted Could never stay the same And all he's ever wanted Its gone up in flames And all he's ever wanted Can never stay the same |
Who Wrote Gone up in Flames By Morning Runner?
Alistair Clewer, Christopher Wheatcroft, Matthew Greener, Tom Derrett
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What's The Duration Of The Gone up in Flames By Morning Runner?The duration of Gone up in Flames is 2:55 minutes and seconds. |
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