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Escape The Fate

Fire It Up

 

Fire It Up

(album: Ungrateful - 2013)


Coursing through my veins like gasoline
So I hit the ground running
Fingers 'round your throat, choke on my disease
Fuck are we having fun yet?

Pull me down now
Treat the poison before it destroys us
Pull me down now
Flames are rising, here come the hellions

Fire it, fire it up
This our last chance
Stuck in the middle of the sinner, the sinners and saints
Fire it, fire it up
This is our last dance
With middle fingers up we'll dance on your, dance on your fucking grave

Breathe me in your lungs like nicotine
Soaking into your blood as the
Hands of death grip you like a fucking disease
Said are we having fun yet?

Pull me down now
Treat the poison before it destroys us
Pull me down now
Flames are rising, here come the hellions

Fire it, fire it up
This our last chance
Stuck in the middle of the sinner, the sinners and saints
Fire it, fire it up
This is our last dance
With middle fingers up we'll dance on your, dance on your fucking grave

Dance!
C'mon!
Coursing through my veins like gasoline!

Fire it, fire it up
This our last chance
Stuck in the middle of the sinner, the sinners and saints
Fire it, fire it up
This is our last dance
With middle fingers up we'll dance on your, dance on your

Fire it, fire it up
This our last chance
Stuck in the middle of the sinner, the sinners and saints
Fire it, fire it up
This is our last dance
With middle fingers up we'll dance on your, dance on your fucking grave

C'mon!
Coursing through my veins like gasoline!

done

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