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♪ into treasured gold ♪
♪ into treasured gold ♪

يريكاthere's a fire starting in my heart reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out the dark finally i can see you crystal clear go head and sell me out and i'll lay your shit bare see how i leave with every piece of you don't underestimate the things that i will do there's a fire starting in my heart reaching a fever pitch and its bring me out the dark the scars of your love remind me of us they keep me thinking that we almost had it all the scars of your love they leave me breathless i can't help feeling we could have had it all rolling in the deep you had my heart inside of your hand and you played it to the beat baby i have no story to be told but i've heard one of you and i'm gonna make your head burn think of me in the depths of your despair making a home down there it reminds you of the home we shared the scars of your love remind me of us they keep me thinking that we almost had it all the scars of your love they leave me breathless i can't help feeling we could have had it all rolling in the deep you had my heart inside of your hand and you played it to the beat throw your soul through every open door count your blessings to find what you look for turned my sorrow into treasured gold you pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow we could have had it all we could have had it all it all, it all it all, we could have had it all rolling in the deep you had my heart inside of your hand and you played it to the beat
lyricathere's a fire starting in my heart reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out the dark finally i can see you crystal clear go head and sell me out and i'll lay your shit bare see how i leave with every piece of you don't underestimate the things that i will do there's a fire starting in my heart reaching a fever pitch and its bring me out the dark the scars of your love remind me of us they keep me thinking that we almost had it all the scars of your love they leave me breathless i can't help feeling we could have had it all rolling in the deep you had my heart inside of your hand and you played it to the beat baby i have no story to be told but i've heard one of you and i'm gonna make your head burn think of me in the depths of your despair making a home down there it reminds you of the home we shared the scars of your love remind me of us they keep me thinking that we almost had it all the scars of your love they leave me breathless i can't help feeling we could have had it all rolling in the deep you had my heart inside of your hand and you played it to the beat throw your soul through every open door count your blessings to find what you look for turned my sorrow into treasured gold you pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow we could have had it all we could have had it all it all, it all it all, we could have had it all rolling in the deep you had my heart inside of your hand and you played it to the beat