Fire ft. Karen F Keisling Lyrics

She was born late in the evening

And she went out with the tide

I found it hard to think she would survive

They didn't know it down at the lucky arms

But I thought the news would kill me

I don't object to a little bit of FIRE

In the middle of her life, she fell into the still

Bitter at the world; destroyed herself

Seventeen more years

You know she'll never slow it down

With a heart of gold that never turns around round

I don't object to a little bit of FIRE

No, I don't object, to a little bit of fire

Wowooo fire