| Song | Burn Baby Burn |
| Artist | Ash |
| Album | Free All Angels |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ash, Wheeler | |
| Lyrics:Tim Wheeler Music:Tim Wheeler | |
| You're all I have in this teenage twilight | |
| Your gold hair and pale blue eyes | |
| But through all the days and sleepness nights | |
| we have never been satisfied | |
| Tumble like the leaves | |
| Yeah, we must fly on the autumn breeze | |
| almost to the point of no return | |
| everything will burn baby burn | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you don't recognise | |
| Bonds that can't be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide | |
| Feelings that I can't disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died | |
| You walk like you're in a daze | |
| unresponcive eyes in a distant gaze | |
| like all the good times we've thrown away | |
| and the memory leaves a bitter taste | |
| tumble like the leaves | |
| yeah we must fly on the autumn breeze | |
| Distructive love is all we have | |
| distructive love is all I am | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you dont recognise | |
| Bonds that can't be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide | |
| Feelings that i can't disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died | |
| Vicious bitter words | |
| become more and more uncool | |
| But you always take it back | |
| and let me lick your wounds | |
| Tumble like the leaves | |
| we must fly like on autumn breeze | |
| almost to the point of no return | |
| everything will burn baby burn | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you dont recognise | |
| Bonds that can't be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide. | |
| Feelings that I can't disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died |
| zuo ci : Ash, Wheeler | |
| Lyrics: Tim Wheeler Music: Tim Wheeler | |
| You' re all I have in this teenage twilight | |
| Your gold hair and pale blue eyes | |
| But through all the days and sleepness nights | |
| we have never been satisfied | |
| Tumble like the leaves | |
| Yeah, we must fly on the autumn breeze | |
| almost to the point of no return | |
| everything will burn baby burn | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you don' t recognise | |
| Bonds that can' t be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide | |
| Feelings that I can' t disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died | |
| You walk like you' re in a daze | |
| unresponcive eyes in a distant gaze | |
| like all the good times we' ve thrown away | |
| and the memory leaves a bitter taste | |
| tumble like the leaves | |
| yeah we must fly on the autumn breeze | |
| Distructive love is all we have | |
| distructive love is all I am | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you dont recognise | |
| Bonds that can' t be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide | |
| Feelings that i can' t disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died | |
| Vicious bitter words | |
| become more and more uncool | |
| But you always take it back | |
| and let me lick your wounds | |
| Tumble like the leaves | |
| we must fly like on autumn breeze | |
| almost to the point of no return | |
| everything will burn baby burn | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you dont recognise | |
| Bonds that can' t be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide. | |
| Feelings that I can' t disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died |
| zuò cí : Ash, Wheeler | |
| Lyrics: Tim Wheeler Music: Tim Wheeler | |
| You' re all I have in this teenage twilight | |
| Your gold hair and pale blue eyes | |
| But through all the days and sleepness nights | |
| we have never been satisfied | |
| Tumble like the leaves | |
| Yeah, we must fly on the autumn breeze | |
| almost to the point of no return | |
| everything will burn baby burn | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you don' t recognise | |
| Bonds that can' t be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide | |
| Feelings that I can' t disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died | |
| You walk like you' re in a daze | |
| unresponcive eyes in a distant gaze | |
| like all the good times we' ve thrown away | |
| and the memory leaves a bitter taste | |
| tumble like the leaves | |
| yeah we must fly on the autumn breeze | |
| Distructive love is all we have | |
| distructive love is all I am | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you dont recognise | |
| Bonds that can' t be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide | |
| Feelings that i can' t disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died | |
| Vicious bitter words | |
| become more and more uncool | |
| But you always take it back | |
| and let me lick your wounds | |
| Tumble like the leaves | |
| we must fly like on autumn breeze | |
| almost to the point of no return | |
| everything will burn baby burn | |
| Look into my tired eyes | |
| see someone you dont recognise | |
| Bonds that can' t be untied | |
| oh this is slow suicide. | |
| Feelings that I can' t disguise | |
| and never will be reconciled | |
| Oh something inside has died |