The Fuel Songtext
von Sneaker Pimps
The Fuel Songtext
I′ve got the fuel in my head from the flash
I need to break sweat
I've got the feeling I might get offensive
I might be some threat
I want back doors, want blood on the sheets again
Give me back doors, give me blood on the sheets again
I feel the fuel like a thorn, cuts in deep
I want to see cheap
Like a rose on a bed without scent, I need my self-respect
For shame′s sake, by any other name
When the seeds take, it grows like weeds, and spreads like flames
I've got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Burning me up when it fires again, fires again
I've got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again
Cools again
I′ve got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Burning me up when it fires again, fires again
I′ve got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again
Cools again
Cools again
Cools again
Cools again
I need to break sweat
I've got the feeling I might get offensive
I might be some threat
I want back doors, want blood on the sheets again
Give me back doors, give me blood on the sheets again
I feel the fuel like a thorn, cuts in deep
I want to see cheap
Like a rose on a bed without scent, I need my self-respect
For shame′s sake, by any other name
When the seeds take, it grows like weeds, and spreads like flames
I've got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Burning me up when it fires again, fires again
I've got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again
Cools again
I′ve got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Burning me up when it fires again, fires again
I′ve got the fuel, but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again
Cools again
Cools again
Cools again
Cools again
Writer(s): James Horner, Liam Coverdale-howe, Chris Corner, Ian Pickering Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com