Coming Down

I was going to get you
Where the streets have no name
I was going to find you
But I forgot who I am

I was going to let you
Do the things I desired
But the closer I get to you
Remember hell's in your eyes

Ooh, my blood is raging
Coming down but I cannot seem to fall

I was going to find you
Rub the bad blood at ease
Come and tear deep inside you
But I'll regret it tonight

Ooh, my blood is raging
Coming down but I cannot seem to fall

Ooh, the room's on fire
Caught in a loud act, I cannot seem to fall

Shoot, shoot, shoot me
Blow the dynamite
Draw a little red onto this face of mine
Shoot, shoot, shoot me
Blow the dynamite
Draw a little red onto this face of mine

Shoot, shoot, shoot me
Blow the dynamite
Draw a little red onto this face of mine
Shoot, shoot, shoot me
Blow the dynamite
Draw a little red onto this face of mine

Ooh, my blood is raging
Coming down but I cannot seem to fall

Ooh, the room's on fire
Caught in a loud act, I cannot seem to fall

Shoot, shoot, shoot me
Blow the dynamite
Draw a little red onto this face of mine
Shoot, shoot, shoot me
Blow the dynamite
Draw a little red onto this face of mine



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Campo, Daniel Heath, Jacob Shockley, Roxette Barrios
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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