Yeah. Whoa. Gunfire left a hole. In the tank. Losing gasoline. . Fire is on my trail. And he's after me. Hope it don't hit. Before I get where I'm going. I gotta get where I'm going. Take
Yeah. Whoa. Gunfire left a hole. In the tank. Losing gasoline. . Fire is on my trail. And he's after me. Hope it don't hit. Before I get where I'm going. I gotta get where I'm going. Take
always come in time. Just remember when you're standing in the valley of decision. and the adversary says give in, Just hold on. Our Lord will show up (YES). and He will take you through the fire again
Song The Fourth Man In The Fire - Johnny Cash. They wouldn't bend. They held on to the will of God so we are told. They wouldn't bow. They would not bow their knees to Idols made of gold. They
always come in time. Just remember when you're standing in the valley of decision. and the adversary says give in, Just hold on. Our Lord will show up (YES). and He will take you through the fire again
Yeah. Whoa. Gunfire left a hole. In the tank. Losing gasoline. . Fire is on my trail. And he's after me. Hope it don't hit. Before I get where I'm going. I gotta get where I'm going. Take
Yeah. Whoa. Gunfire left a hole. In the tank. Losing gasoline. . Fire is on my trail. And he's after me. Hope it don't hit. Before I get where I'm going. I gotta get where I'm going. Take
always come in time. Just remember when you're standing in the valley of decision. and the adversary says give in, Just hold on. Our Lord will show up (YES). and He will take you through the fire again
city lots. Free-range circus acts and worthless facts. Dancing in my solar soggy bowl of dick and smack. Fist-* faggots at the White on gymmats. Rats run the wire while I'm looking for a match
life only on wealth and fame. Or if they get high place employment. Not knowing theyre building hopes and dreams on sand. They soon are disappointed (disappointed). So like a good day (good day
playing with fire) You're playing with fire. You're playing with fire. You're playing with fire. You'll end up on the funeral pyre and now you've lost your soul. And to all the youngsters, you're a
Bài hát Fire (Main Version) - Des'ree, Babyface. You're riding in my car. I turn on the radio. I'm pulling you closer. But you keep tellin' me no. You say you don't like it. But i know you're a liar