| Caught in the sights of a killin' fire
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| On streets filled with ashes and smoke
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| Flames reaching up to a dirty sky
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| Like some kind of sick deadly joke
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| Can’t stop what hate started
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| There’s no coolin' down
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| I’m past the Boilin' Point now
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| Every day my TV screen
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| Is pushin' me to make somebody bleed
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| The chains 'round your neck got me wonderin'
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| How you’ll ever get the freedom that you need
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| Can’t turn this world into heaven
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| By burning it down to the ground
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| I’m on fire
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| I’m burnin' up
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| My temperature’s risin', point of no return
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| Watch out or you just might burn
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| Can’t stop what hate started
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| There’s no coolin' down
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| I’m past the Boilin' Point now
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| The walls fall down like dominoes
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| Nobody’s left to pay what’s due
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| Too many crazy people runnin' 'round
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| Starting wars between me and you
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| Can’t stop what love started
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| Can’t bring us down
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| We’re past the Boilin' Point now
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| I’m on fire
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| I’m burnin' up
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| My temperature’s risin', point of no return
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| Watch out or you just might burn |