: You can't fight it, No you got ta feed it to the fire, Hold your feet to the flames, You got it burnin', Stinging for the reason afterburning like
: I was told that life is beautiful, Well I'm not looking through those eyes, Wished upon a star and watched it fall away, Well that's just one more
care where she's going, But she's always ready to go She's at her best when She's ridin' the pole, If you got the cash, You got one hell of a show She
: Pain and grief, Keep us suffering Send the poor to war, Send the rich up to their suite Stranglehold, Hope unbeknown to me A sentence for the feeble
: I know my enemy and I can't forget his name, Distant memories of a man that just couldn't change, And though I've tried to set aside, I still carry