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Fed To The Fire
I think you know we're running out of time
You've started dressing up
The mood is ruined by the cheapest wine
That's spilling on your skirt
She's dressed to kill
I hope this was within her will
Her body's still
Moved north from New York
But the city life is tugging at her soul
Served whisky to the drunks that haunt the night
Her life is getting old
She's dressed to kill
I hope this was within her will
Her body's still
She wanted more than he could pay
But I was standing beside her
Trading the life she loved for something less
The guilt is setting in
Paying thebills by taking off her dress
The pressure's worn her thin
Pop in the pills to nullify the stress
It's showing through her skin
She's dressed to kill
I hope this was within her will
Her body's still
She wanted more than he could pay
But I was standing beside her
(Standing beside her)
She bit off more than she could take
And now she's fed to the fire
Soft as the petal
Tough as the thorn
She wanted more than he could pay
But I was standing beside her
(Standing beside her)
She bit off more than she could take
And now she's fed to the fire
(Fed to the fire)
Fed to the fire
(Fed to the fire)
She wanted more than he could pay
But I was standing beside her
(Standing beside her)
She bit off more than she could take
And now she's fed to the fire
(Fed to the fire)
(She wanted more)
Fed to the fire
(She wanted more)
Fed to the fire
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Fed to the fire
(She wanted more)
Fed to the fire
(She wanted more)
(Fed to the fire)
And now she's fed to the fire
She bit off more than she could take
(Standing beside her)
But I was standing beside her
She wanted more than he could pay
(Fed to the fire)
Fed to the fire
(Fed to the fire)
And now she's fed to the fire
She bit off more than she could take
(Standing beside her)
But I was standing beside her
She wanted more than he could pay
Tough as the thorn
Soft as the petal
And now she's fed to the fire
She bit off more than she could take
(Standing beside her)
But I was standing beside her
She wanted more than he could pay
Her body's still
I hope this was within her will
She's dressed to kill
It's showing through her skin
Pop in the pills to nullify the stress
The pressure's worn her thin
Paying thebills by taking off her dress
The guilt is setting in
Trading the life she loved for something less
But I was standing beside her
She wanted more than he could pay
Her body's still
I hope this was within her will
She's dressed to kill
Her life is getting old
Served whisky to the drunks that haunt the night
But the city life is tugging at her soul
Moved north from New York
Her body's still
I hope this was within her will
She's dressed to kill
That's spilling on your skirt
The mood is ruined by the cheapest wine
You've started dressing up
I think you know we're running out of time
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| FFed TTo TThe FFire |
| ed o he ire |
| eFd oT hTe iFre |
| ced fo fhe cire |
| cFed fTo fThe cFire |
| Fced Tfo Tfhe Fcire |
| red 5o 5he rire |
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| rFed 5To 5The rFire |
| Fred T5o T5he Frire |
| ged ho hhe gire |
| gFed hTo hThe gFire |
| Fged Tho Thhe Fgire |
| ted yo yhe tire |
| tFed yTo yThe tFire |
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| Fted Tyo Tyhe Ftire |
| ved 6o 6he vire |
| vFed 6To 6The vFire |
| Fved T6o T6he Fvire |
| ded go ghe dire |
| dFed gTo gThe dFire |
| Fded Tgo Tghe Fdire |
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| Feed ro rhe Fiire |
| Fd rTo rThe Fre |
| Fde Tro Trhe Frie |
| Fsd Too Fjre |
| Fsed T Te Fjire |
| Fesd To Teh Fijre |
| F3d Tk Tje F9re |
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| F3ed Tko Tjhe F9ire |
| Fe3d Tok Thje Fi9re |
| Ffd T9 Tue Flre |
| Ffed T9o Tuhe Flire |
| Fefd To9 Thue Filre |
| Frd T0 Tne Fore |
| T0o Tnhe Foire |
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| Ferd To0 Thne Fiore |
| F4d Tl Tbe Fkre |
| F4ed Tlo Tbhe Fkire |
| Fe4d Tol Thbe Fikre |
| Fdd Ti Tge F8re |
| Tio F8ire |
| Fedd Toi Thge Fi8re |
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| Fwd Tye Fure |
| Fwed Fuire |
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