| Love is a fever
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| And is burning me alive
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| It can't be tamed or satisfied
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| There is no mercy
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| For the fallen or for the weak
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| Love is a nasty word to speak
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| I don't wanna love him anymore
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| He's nothing like the man I loved before
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| But the pain gets real comfortable
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| When it's all ya got
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| Ashes and smoke they can't compete
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| Not even hell can take the heat
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| And I be sliding off of my seat
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| For his flame
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| His love is like fire on the floor
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| It's got me running for the door
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| But I'll be crawling back for more
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| Of his fire on the floor
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| It don't matter what ya say
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| You can't survive it, there ain't no way
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| So tonight I'm gonna stay
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| And play with his fire
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| On the floor
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| Wanna play with his fire
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| On the floor child, child
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| This kinda love
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| Don't need no bed or satin sheets
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| Nothing soft, nothing soft or sweet to drink
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| Love is a lesson, you were born to never learn
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| And your soul will beg to burn
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| I don't wanna love him anymore
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| He's nothing like the man I loved before
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| And there's a sign above the door
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| Saying no way out
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| Ashes and smoke they can't compete
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| Not even hell can take the heat
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| And I be sliding off of my seat
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| For his flame
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| His love is like fire on the floor
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| It's got me running for the door
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| But I keep crawling back for more
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| Of his fire on the floor
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| It don't matter what ya say
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| You can't survive it, there ain't no way
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| So tonight I'm gonna stay
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| And play with his fire
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| On the floor
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| I'm gonna stay and play with his fire
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| On the floor
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| I'm gonna play with his fire
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| On the floor |