(Ford, Ehmig) Caught in the sights of a killing fire On streets filled with ashes and smoke Flames reaching up to a dirty sky Like some kind of sick deadly joke *Can?‚??t stop what hate started There?‚??s no cooling down I?‚??m past the boiling point now Every day my TV screen Is pushing me to make somebody bleed The chains 'round your neck got me wondering How you?‚??ll ever get the freedom that you need Can?‚??t turn this world into heaven By burning it down to the ground **I?‚??m on fire I?‚??m burning up My temperature?‚??s rising, point of no return Watch out or you just might burn *repeat The walls fall down like dominoes Nobody?‚??s left to pay what?‚??s due Too many crazy people running round Starting wars between me and you *repeat *chorus
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