Testi:
No Use For A Name Feeding The Fire

And now I see the door But I won't find a key It's kinda sad but i'll never find A better place to be I'm not feeding the fire anymore It makes me

me And now I see the door but I won't find a key It's kinda sad but I'll never find a better place to be I'm not feeding the fire anymore It only makes

died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking your fantasies overboard I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion

to say thanks for the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living

t a hit. Maybe I'm approaching it wrong. Look at him, a musician, a natural musician. This Motorcity was a serious little boy. Liked to pull down the

rattle for each other's listener We got heat that will leak through the beek of the police commisioner You ain't light until your darkness, you floss and become a target A

at) Yeah you, uh (where they at) [Lil' O] Come here baby, you about to give me a seis-a Tell me the secret, what your mama feed ya Cause you super thick

cost a mill that my arm is on I don't tell no time cause my time is wrong I just use it for a settin for diamonds on Listen pull up to the club and make

makes me crave the heat Your love is bittersweet The fire in your touch I always find so hard to beat Your love is bittersweet No substitute for real pleasure You feed