There is no way to write it …there is no way to fight it And I kick and scream but you got me despite it And I got my pride so I begin to hide it Like a fire in a free town you begin to lighten it..
Aha aha aha Sidii hogasha roobka Ah ah aha you shine down upon me Aha aha aha Sidii hogasha roobka aha aha aha you shine down upon me
By some higher order you keep getting bolder… By god or by country you kill like a soldier… By some widdle you sung little but scream mighty stronger Like fire in free town you old magic spoiler….
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You place bins in my ribs and ask me to lie down My pain is your pleasure but pleasure is all mine You lend me your false ear and I lend you my false lines Like fire in free town I’m fueled by your gold mine
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She pulled out her match and she burned down my home Fire Fire She know it to touch me to turn me to stone Fire Fire She come like a storm and she rained on my lawn Fire Fire She pulled out her match and she burned down my home Fire Fire She come like a storm and she rained on my lawn Fire Fire She know it to touch me she know it I know Fire Fire She come like a storm and she rained on my lawn Fire Fire She pulled out her match and she burned down my homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
