Burn - Ellie Goulding

You were the luckiest girl alive You had your innocence then Conquered the world every time you smiled Now you don't smile so often I don't see you so much no more I rarely pray, but I just pray that you're well I know you cry every night Blow it all in the sky And Imma burn one for you You were the luckiest girl alive And I was to call you my friend You was who I was who you was And we loved You ain't got but so many fucks to give One life to live So be true to you They don't know what they say And they don't know your secrets And they don't know about when he took your light away Just light it all into flames And Imma burn one for you

State the obvious, I didn't get my perfect fantasy I realise you love yourself more than you could ever love me So go and tell your friends that I'm obsessive and crazy That's fine, you won't mind if I say And by the way I hate that stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreaker Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time As far as I'm concerned you're Just another picture to burn There's no time for tears I'm just sitting here planning my revenge There's nothing stopping me From going out with all of your best friends And if you come around saying sorry to me My daddy's gonna show you how sorry you'll be 'Cause I hate that stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreaker Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time As far as I'm concerned you're Just another picture to burn And if you're missing me You'd better keep it to yourself 'Cause coming back around here Would be bad for your health 'Cause I hate that stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreaker Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time In case you haven't heard I really, really hate that Stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreaker Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time As far as I'm concerned you're Just another picture to burn Burn, burn, burn, baby, burn You're just another picture to burn Baby, burn

Ayo, as the world turns, the blunt burns (Who you gettin' at, Nicki?) Watch them cunts learn Fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn I move keys, but you hoes get one turn Yeah, you get one turn, and one urn I straighten all these bitches out with one perm Who ever gassed 'em ain't none of my concern But, see, the Lord showed me dreams to confirm They done went to witch doctors to bury the Barbie But I double back, kill bitches, bury the body And that go for anybody, you'll be thoroughly sorry I could wage war or I come in peace like Gandhi All my powers back, now I'm scary to zombies Bring the heat to her, sizzle, I ain't talking Kalonji I done fasted and prayed, had to cleanse my body Abstaining from sex, had to zen my body I ain't givin', so don't ask, I don't lend my body Gotta be king status to give men my body (He gotta be king status to get in ya body?) Fuck yeah, 'cause a Queen is what I embody, uh Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Yo, you can't wear a Nicki wig and then be Nicki That's like a fat nigga thinkin' he can be Biggie One rough ride, now you DMX and Swizzy One hot video, you Hype? Nah, you just giddy You made one dope beat, now you Kanye? You got a nigga named JAY, now you 'Yoncé? You got about three stacks, now you André? You put a part in your fade, yeah, you Nas, bae You gotta have real skill, gotta work for that If it's really your passion, would you give the world for that? Unlike a lot of these hoes, whether wack or lit At least I can say I wrote every rap I spit Put my blood, sweat, and tears in perfectin' my craft Still every team's number one pick in the draft You could bring anybody, weatherman, pick a day I'm Kobe, KD, Kyrie, pick a K Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn I see ya, I see you I see ya, I see you To my surprise, I saw you in my eyes The nights I cried, repented of the lies To my, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na To my, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Ooh) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Ooh, burn, baby (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na).

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true