Play With Fire - Feline

The moment she saw him

She felt herself falling

Down on her knees

It smokes then it catches

This house built of matches

Kissed by the breeze

The temperature’s rising

She feels herself flying

A moth to the flame

The quicker we burn

The faster it turn

To ashes again

This furnace is your

Fuel and your desire

Your mother must have said

Don’t play with fire

Play with fire

Play with fire

Play with fire

She’s drawn to the brightness

That flickers his likeness

Across her face

Swept up in a blaze

Of a media daze

She’s running a race

She sees her mistake

She sees it too late

She feels out of place

But the quicker she burns

The faster it turn

To ashes again

This furnace is your

Fuel and your desire

Your mother must have said

Don’t play with fire

Play with fire

Play with fire

Play with fire

It seems you insist on

Learning the hard way

But you know in your heart

You do the same thing

Again- This furnace is your

Fuel and your desire

Your mother must have said

Don’t play with fire

Play with fire

Play with fire

Play with fire