Once more to the fire
Burn your fingers on your desire
Once more to the sun
Where your poison soul will twist within

Despair turns to despise
Your reality is feed by lies
You got your money
You got your cash
Feed your honey upon your trash

You got your fist
Your fist in the fire

You got your fist
Your fist in the fire

Your something sad
Something special

Your something sad
Something special

Your treated mean
Your stayin' keen
The moneys in
Your made of tin
Each carrot finds its feding hole
Work for your body
But your bodys sold

You got your fist
Your fist in the fire

You got your fist
Your fist in the fire

Your something sad
Something special

Your something sad
Something special


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Red Raw And Sore song meanings
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