作词 : Ehmig, Ford | |
Caught in the sights of a killing fire | |
On streets filled with ashes and smoke | |
Flames reaching up to the dirty sky | |
Like some kind of sick deadly joke | |
Can't stop what hate started | |
There's no cooling down | |
I'm past the boiling point now | |
Every day my | |
TV screenIs pushing me to make somebody bleed | |
The chains 'round your neck got me wondering | |
How you'll ever get the freedom that you need | |
Can't turn this world into heaven | |
By burning it down to the ground | |
I'm on fire | |
I'm burning up | |
My temperature's rise, point of no return | |
Watch out or you just might burn | |
Can't stop what hate started | |
There's no cooling down | |
I'm past the boiling point now | |
The walls fall down like dominoes | |
Nobody's left to pay what's due | |
Too many crazy people running 'round | |
Starting wars between me and you | |
Can't stop what hate started | |
Can't bring us down | |
We're past the boiling point now | |
I'm on fire | |
I'm burning up | |
My temperature's rise, point of no return | |
Watch out or you just might burn |
zuo ci : Ehmig, Ford | |
Caught in the sights of a killing fire | |
On streets filled with ashes and smoke | |
Flames reaching up to the dirty sky | |
Like some kind of sick deadly joke | |
Can' t stop what hate started | |
There' s no cooling down | |
I' m past the boiling point now | |
Every day my | |
TV screenIs pushing me to make somebody bleed | |
The chains ' round your neck got me wondering | |
How you' ll ever get the freedom that you need | |
Can' t turn this world into heaven | |
By burning it down to the ground | |
I' m on fire | |
I' m burning up | |
My temperature' s rise, point of no return | |
Watch out or you just might burn | |
Can' t stop what hate started | |
There' s no cooling down | |
I' m past the boiling point now | |
The walls fall down like dominoes | |
Nobody' s left to pay what' s due | |
Too many crazy people running ' round | |
Starting wars between me and you | |
Can' t stop what hate started | |
Can' t bring us down | |
We' re past the boiling point now | |
I' m on fire | |
I' m burning up | |
My temperature' s rise, point of no return | |
Watch out or you just might burn |
zuò cí : Ehmig, Ford | |
Caught in the sights of a killing fire | |
On streets filled with ashes and smoke | |
Flames reaching up to the dirty sky | |
Like some kind of sick deadly joke | |
Can' t stop what hate started | |
There' s no cooling down | |
I' m past the boiling point now | |
Every day my | |
TV screenIs pushing me to make somebody bleed | |
The chains ' round your neck got me wondering | |
How you' ll ever get the freedom that you need | |
Can' t turn this world into heaven | |
By burning it down to the ground | |
I' m on fire | |
I' m burning up | |
My temperature' s rise, point of no return | |
Watch out or you just might burn | |
Can' t stop what hate started | |
There' s no cooling down | |
I' m past the boiling point now | |
The walls fall down like dominoes | |
Nobody' s left to pay what' s due | |
Too many crazy people running ' round | |
Starting wars between me and you | |
Can' t stop what hate started | |
Can' t bring us down | |
We' re past the boiling point now | |
I' m on fire | |
I' m burning up | |
My temperature' s rise, point of no return | |
Watch out or you just might burn |