Текст песни 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 fake

But I was standing beside her

Trading the life she loved for something less

The guilt is setting in

Paying the bills 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
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She wanted more than he could fake

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 fake

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 fake

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