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fuel this fire with blood and bones
Fuel this fire with blood and bones
Blood and bones
If I could change
Why would it be for you
What would you have me

Summer's Gone

Placebo

Without You I'm Nothing

1998

Cue to your face so forsaken 
Crushed by the way that you cry 
Cue to your face so forsaken 
What a surprise 

[Chorus]
You try to break

feel the fire ignite
Yeah you light that fire in me
And I'm about to spread these wings
Oh oh with your
Rocket fuel girl you launch me
Out into infinity

actually an Iraqi oil drum
Mistaken as the divine mother by daddy's spoiled son
That's why you die in high numbers
For this populous Texan and his innocuous

to a wild man
Predator
I prey you like wild beast
The hunter is hunted
The pride feast
We cue up to press hand
For free rice
The next year
We all cry for fuel

izibusiso zakho
Count your blessings
Count your blessings
Zibale z'benazinye
Name them one by one

You got a roof over your head
Roof over your head
And shoes

You Don't Know What to Do

Mariah Carey

Me. I Am Mariah...The Elusive Chanteuse

2014

I do
Balenciagas, got me two steppin' on smooth
Never will I lower my standards, my boo
I could show you we're attendants like Sampras on cue

Nothing like a dream come true
Make you feel just like new
Wanna take off your shoes
And call up everybody put the blue
Got em in cue
There's really

Flutes and horns.
To me you're
Truly glorious
Improve my course
You cue a force
That tunes my fork
Imbue the chords
That fuel me forward
And move me more

left to lose"

Know all the roads all around your town by heart
So you know when it's time to leave
You know when it's time to...

Leaving, right on cue

don't waiting on a stage direction to give you a cue cos its not going to

And it doesn't need to
Because the power move, stand, amplify, down tools, join

High Heels & Brushed Steel 
Written by William Duncan & Gregory Dale

I sit here and drink my glass
I’m bout to whoop your ass
You strut in all tall

Crack it with a pack of tools
cnd trash it with the crap you fuels
You
Lastly I dont know you
You should know by now the boy got bars like im Yoda
Muzer

to you
Look right through me when I'm in your view
Feeling hopeless, what can I do
Guess I'm leaving right on cue
What do I gotta do
To get noticed by one

me)
Music is the fuel that's burning 
(Music is the fuel burning in me)

You know the game, who got the flame
I've been sitting on this for many years

Miserable Bastard

John Popper

Zygote

1999

your heart
I drill deep and sap you dry
Break you down and sell the parts
For what money just can't buy

Because I use love like fuel
The pain it

[Chorus: Cue Gordon]
FROM MY HEART TO MY RIB CAGE,
I TAKE YOU FROM THE FRONT TO THE BACK
I GET A CALL FROM MY SENSEI,
TELLING ME BOY WHERE YOU AT?
I

I be feeling heavy, quit trynna make me so stress
Nobody can lift me up, dammit you can't save me
I be feeling heavy, please don't call me crazy

giving me fuel
I don't need coffee, still I'm drinking it too
And wit the booze, I get a lil saucy, sorry
My bars be on cue they pawning this shit like

inevitable, by myself with nowhere left to go
These bridges keep burning, but I don't plan on running out of fuel
Resorted to the last thing I thought I would

his glass eye
 
And in the end what does it matter? 
You're turned to dust, the wheels go rusty 
Four Finger Johnny was his name
Collecting cue balls

the house
I feel numb when I'm high on you
I feel the groove when the rhythm brings me blues
I feel numb when I'm high on you
You're my rocket fuel, you're my

'cross the world
You can put us side by side but there's no comparing
Y'all just not as good
I mean, I'm new to fatherhood but that shit been apparent

[Intro]
Caution fuel
Caution fuel
Caution fuel
Caution fuel

[Strophe 1]
Somewhere downtown you'll hear a scream
Some fainted kid went to extremes