Teksty: Foo Fighters. Wasting Light. Bridge Burning.

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These are my famous last words!
My number's up, bridges burned

Why won't you let me disobey
It's getting kinda late but I don't wanna wait no more
Well may I have this dance of day
Locked in your regrets
Passed your test of faith

Another time another place
Another line upon your face
Another in your way

Down crooked chairs, the stairway passes
Comes the king of second chances
Now throw him in the flame

Whatever keeps you warm at night
(Whatever keeps you warm at night)
Whatever keeps you warm inside

Your bridges are burning down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
You're burning them down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
Your bridges are burning now

What if we put you in your place
I love it when you say
Giving everything a place

Tell now what's in it for me
Tell me now what's in it for me
No one's getting this for free
Tell me now what's in it for me

Whatever keeps you warm at night
(Whatever keeps you warm at night)
Whatever keeps you warm inside

Your bridges are burning down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
You're burning them down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
Your bridges are burning down

Gathering the ashes
Everything blown away
Gathering the ashes
Scatter and they blow away
Gathering the ashes
Everything blown away
Gathering the ashes
Scatter and they blow away

Your bridges are burning down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
You're burning them down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round

Gathering the ashes (Your bridges are burning down)
Scatter as they blow away (They're all coming down)
Gathering the ashes
Scatter as they blow away (It's all coming round)
Gathering the ashes (You're burning them down)
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
Your bridges are burning down