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Track: The Arsonist
Artist: FLETCHER
Album: Would You Still Love Me If You Really Knew Me?

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Name: FLETCHER
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Guy Fletcher (born May 25, 1960 in Maidstone, Kent, England, UK) was a keyboardist for British rock band [a=Dire Straits]. He joined the band in 1984, a year before Dire Straits' most commercially successful album, "Brothers In Arms". After Dire Straits disbanded, Fletcher continued to be associated with almost every single piece of work concerning [a=Mark Knopfler]'s solo career, the band's former lead singer and guitarist. Between July and August, 2005, Fletcher completed a world tour with Mark Knopfler, promoting Knopfler's latest solo album, "Shangri-La". Fletcher is a multi-instrumentalist, playing keyboard and several string instruments, including guitars. Also record producer and engineer. Owner of the studio [l=A-Bay]. Guy Fletcher is married to [a=Laurie Ann Fletcher] and has one child, named [a=Max Fletcher]. Oldest son of [a=Ted Fletcher] & [a=Barbara Fletcher]. [b]He is not to be confused with his uncle, also [a=Guy Fletcher (2)][/b] (his father's brother), who has written several hits for other artists with composing partner [a=Doug Flett]. Also, cousin of [a=Justin Fletcher (2)] (his uncle's son).

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Release: Fletcher (19) - Would You Still Love Me If You Really Knew Me?
Year: 2025
Genres: Pop
Styles: Vocal

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LYRICS

Embers in the sky, the orange's in the red
Everything's in flames, was it something I said?
Oh, well, guess I"ll see you in hell
Running out of time, tick-tock, tick-tick
So good at this game, it's making me sick
Oh, well, don't make me all crazy myself

I'll take the blame for the gasoline
I was the bitch who burned everything
Over and over, I'm tired
I guess the arsonist ran out of fire
Now that I'm older, I can't afford
To blow up my life every time I get bored
I'm passing the torch, yеah, I'm tired
I guess the arsonist ran out of firе

Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh

Mirror on the wall (Wall), tell me what you see (See)
Am I just paranoid or is everybody looking at me?
I (I) think I hide
'Cause I'm not here for your entertainment
You tryna take my soul and, baby, you ain't even paying, oh
No, oh
If I toss a match then I'll end up in matches this time

I'll take the blame for the gasoline
I was the bitch who burned everything
Over and over, I'm tired
I guess the arsonist ran out of fire
Now that I'm older, I can't afford
To blow up my life every time I get bored
I'm passing the torch, yeah, I'm tired
I guess the arsonist ran out of fire

Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh

I'll take the blame for the gasoline
I was the bitch who burned everything
Over and over, I'm tired
I guess the arsonist ran out of fire
Now that I'm older, I can't afford
To blow up my life every time I get bored
I'm passing the torch, yeah, I'm tired
I guess the arsonist ran out of fire