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The Fire

Can you feel the beast
I call it fire
Least that's the way it feels to me
Falling at the feast
Hungry like a flower
I lay still but she can see me breath

When it starts twisting
I'm feeling like a blessing
She loves you so don't come too close
Trust me when I'm missing
That I'm never gonna fit in
Wishing there was enough left for an overdose

Can you feel me
Do you know me inside

She takes me by the arm
To see if I'll do her harm
I tell her there's no danger if you're blessed
Twisting in her head
I stumble from her bed
But I only leave once everything in confessed

Words and Music by Lionel Lodge
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C P Lionel Lodge 1999