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It Burns Slow

Chris Brown


If your looks could kill
They might charge your for murder for the shit you did
On this battlefield
You won't see no white flag, too in love to quit

Through the highs and lows, girl, I'm so into you
Heart made of glass, so I see right through you
Was all jokes until you laughed at one was true
Hahahahaha

When your heart turns cold
It's like sparking a cigarette that burns slow
Now your heartless, so
It's like taking shots to the head, it burns slow
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Feel that fire burn slow
Oh, woah, burn slow

There ain't nothing like a pretty woman
That was even if it wasn't
I'm seeing through the lie
Now I think I'm onto something
Nightmares playing in my head
Of you, I cannot admit
What you created was coming out of me

Through the highs and lows, girl, I'm so into you
Heart made of glass, so I see right through you
It was all jokes until you laughed at one was true
Hahahahaha

When your heart turns cold
It's like sparking a cigarette that burns slow
Now your heartless, so
It's like taking shots to the head, it burns slow
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Yeah, feel that fire burn slow
Oh, feel that fire burn slow

Play with the flame
You might forget your name
And you don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Get used to the numb, to the numbing
Of what you want no more
I probably make it look too easy

When your heart turns cold
It's like sparking a cigarette that burns slow
Now your heartless, so
It's like taking shots to the head, it burns slow
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Feel that fire burn slow
Oh, woah, burn slow

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