
Dancing In Flames
offfelix· 4:10 · 2 plays · v3-preview
- 2020s
- male vocalist
- dance
- electronic
- synthwave
- alt-pop
- alternative r&b
- italo-disco
- longing
Lyrics
Verse 1
Four in the morning, the city's a tomb
I cruise through the streets on autopilot
Burned half your picture that's up on my dash
Your eyes still ask me, "Where will you go?"
I can feel the bass heavy thumping in my chest
Losing myself in another cheap joint
They offer me a drink that tastes like regret and poison
But my emptiness isn't getting filled up tonight
Pre-Chorus
You keep calling, but my phone is turned off
Burning my money just to pass all the time
The sheets still smell just like you
But you're not here, you're my chronic illnеss, eh
Chorus
So lеt's dance in the dark 'til our skin's on firе
We're fallen angels flew too close to the stars
Scream at me that I'm to blame for us being like this
That tonight you hate me but you can't be without me
Hook
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make it, make it)
Make it hurt
(Make it, make it)
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make, make, make)
Oh, make
Verse 2
Sunglasses on even though it's already dark
Feeling like exiled royalty in this luxury hotel
You run through my dreams like a car on the strip
Hands on your hips with that boss attitude
You say I've changed, say I've lost my mind
But I'm just looking for a way out of this party
That never ends, that stinks of smoke and lies
And you pretending that you can fix my manias
Pre-Chorus
You keep calling, but my phone is turned off
Burning my money just to pass all the time
The sheets still smell just like you
But you're not here, you're my chronic illness, yeah
Chorus
So let's dance in the dark 'til our skin's on fire
We're fallen angels flew too close to the stars
Scream at me that I'm to blame for us being like this
That tonight you hate me but you can't be without me
Hook
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make it, make it)
Make it hurt
(Make it, make, make it)
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make it, make it)
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make it, make, make)
Bridge
The sky's on fire over L.A.
Your absence is holding my hand
If this is the end, let's end it beautifully
Make me feel like the last, desperate star
Chorus
So let's dance in the dark 'til our skin's on fire
We're fallen angels flew too close to the stars
Scream at me that I'm to blame for us being like this
That tonight you hate me but you can't be without me
Hook
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make it, make it)
Make it hurt
(Make it, make, make it)
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make it, make it)
Oh, baby, make it hurt
(Make it, make, make)
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