Текст песни: Misery + перевод

You mix fire with fire you get ashes with ashes

People with nice homes shouldn’t play with matches

They’ll burn it right down, tear their hearts right up

And all that’s left in the middle, are some smoky lungs

But I can see it in your eyes, you might want to ruin me

I’m okay with that boy, I got gambler in my jeans

I got my fingers crossed, I grew up on the deadend street

I’m use to driving right into my misery

Misery

Misery

And the heart right won’t be wrong with you right by my side.

I clench my fingers, plant my feet, hold my chair real tight

Waiting for those pretty teeth to pulse now back and release

Drop the bomb in my life

I save my tears for my tomorrow, slide my sins to the side

Place my heart on the table, you can accept or decline

I’ve got everything to lose, my reckless appetite, will be the death of me

In my Misery

Misery

You mix fire with fire you’ll get ashes with ashes

People with nice homes shouldn’t play with matches

They’ll burn it right down, tear their hearts right up

And all that’s left in the middle, are some smoky lungs

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