| Song | Wildfire |
| Artist | AlphaCub |
| Album | Night Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
| 作曲 : Marc-Antoine Robertson/Gavin Whelehan | |
| When we were lit | |
| Was the crack of never ending sparks | |
| And every turn | |
| Leads back to tell us who we are | |
| I travel straight as an arrow | |
| Your face is so clear | |
| Through the sweat and tears | |
| And I see mine | |
| In my reflection | |
| Filled with smoke and fear | |
| I’m gripping the wheel | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| The tires scream | |
| As they spin us down the street | |
| And every burn | |
| Leaves another mark of the third degree | |
| And I found my own direction | |
| Your face is so clear | |
| Through the sweat and tears | |
| I was lost but I’m in finding closure | |
| After wasting all these years | |
| I dying to feel | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| I ran around | |
| I got myself back out alone | |
| Free from your skin | |
| your savage words and the broken bones | |
| And I can breathe again | |
| Your face fades away | |
| In the rear view mirror | |
| And I am found by your desire | |
| The light that brought us here | |
| What brought us here | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire |
| zuo ci : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| zuo qu : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| When we were lit | |
| Was the crack of never ending sparks | |
| And every turn | |
| Leads back to tell us who we are | |
| I travel straight as an arrow | |
| Your face is so clear | |
| Through the sweat and tears | |
| And I see mine | |
| In my reflection | |
| Filled with smoke and fear | |
| I' m gripping the wheel | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| The tires scream | |
| As they spin us down the street | |
| And every burn | |
| Leaves another mark of the third degree | |
| And I found my own direction | |
| Your face is so clear | |
| Through the sweat and tears | |
| I was lost but I' m in finding closure | |
| After wasting all these years | |
| I dying to feel | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| I ran around | |
| I got myself back out alone | |
| Free from your skin | |
| your savage words and the broken bones | |
| And I can breathe again | |
| Your face fades away | |
| In the rear view mirror | |
| And I am found by your desire | |
| The light that brought us here | |
| What brought us here | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire |
| zuò cí : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| zuò qǔ : MarcAntoine Robertson Gavin Whelehan | |
| When we were lit | |
| Was the crack of never ending sparks | |
| And every turn | |
| Leads back to tell us who we are | |
| I travel straight as an arrow | |
| Your face is so clear | |
| Through the sweat and tears | |
| And I see mine | |
| In my reflection | |
| Filled with smoke and fear | |
| I' m gripping the wheel | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| The tires scream | |
| As they spin us down the street | |
| And every burn | |
| Leaves another mark of the third degree | |
| And I found my own direction | |
| Your face is so clear | |
| Through the sweat and tears | |
| I was lost but I' m in finding closure | |
| After wasting all these years | |
| I dying to feel | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| I ran around | |
| I got myself back out alone | |
| Free from your skin | |
| your savage words and the broken bones | |
| And I can breathe again | |
| Your face fades away | |
| In the rear view mirror | |
| And I am found by your desire | |
| The light that brought us here | |
| What brought us here | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire | |
| This heat plays tricks | |
| These flames they lick | |
| The stars above my home | |
| The streets desire and the coasts conspire | |
| To trap us in the middle of a wildfire |