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Somewhere in those wicked woods You build your fire And somehow in those foolish floods You keep it dry Idiots blow their wasted wind But it burns so bright Some time in that lonely life You’ve become the night Now somewhere there’s a little star In the big black sky And somehow in that endless void You see its light And spinning around its burning core There could be some life Looking up at you For answers in the night Hot potato armageddon Good and evil, now wait a minute What a stinkin’ time Just to be alive All the people keep forgetting A piece of bread, yeah, tuck it in your cheek For a rainy day Letras de cancionesYeah, but you get rainy weeks You’re a busted wheel, babe But you never squeak So they pass you over every time they sweep But your signal fire is buried deep In those wicked woods that you like to keep So you throw your body upon the heap And the flames surround you from head to feet And it’s boiling over as the fire leaps You embrace a grove of surrounding trees And you feel it spreading like warm disease And we all turn toward you to face the heat Become the fire, fire Become the fire, fire Become the fire, fire Become the fire, fire Fire Fire Fire Fire From Letras Mania