sábado, 1 de marzo de 2008

This Fire

Murder.
He laid there on the ground.
I hear heartbeats no more.

Murder..
They say they saw a girl running downtown.
With a smile on her face.
A knife in her pocket

Oh, how fool of you
You thought a stab in the heart would kill my love
Well the fire burns, babe
This fire burns!

Murder...
The guy gets up like nothing's wrong
He feels hollow
His heart is gone.

Murder!
Die my love, he screams
Tell me where she's gone

Oh, how fool of you
You thought a stab in the heart would kill my love
Well the fire burns, babe
This fire burns!

They saw a girl with wings
They saw a knife stained in blood
They saw a heart in her hand
I can't see my heart anymore

Take your pills
Drop the gun
There's no bullets left...

Take your pills
Drop the gun
There is some love left!

Oh, how fool of you
You thought a stab in the heart would kill my love
Well the fire burns, babe
This fire burns!!

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