| Lyric | Lyric | Singer |
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| I touch the fire | |
| I look into it and | |
| Why can't I feel? | |
| I want the fire back. | |
| she calls to me | |
| to save the day | |
| I guess it's all the same. | |
| 'cause where else can I turn? | |
| and let it- | |
| is scorchin' me. | |
| I hope she fries. | |
| I better help her out. | |
| Some people (she) will never learn. | |
| Will this do a thing to change her? | |
| Is my slayer | |
| | Lyric | Lyric | Singer |
|---|
| What if Buffy can't defeat it? | |
| or we could just sit around and glare. | |
| It's what we're always here to do. | |
| So one by one they turn from me. | |
| What can't we face? | |
| and never can be told. | |
| First he'll kill her, | |
| Everything is turning out so dark. | |
| No, I'll save her, | |
| I think this line's | |
| It's what they have inside. (To strike a spark) | |
| (She will come to me) | |
| And we all caught in the fire, | |
| So we will walk throught the fire, | |
| Let it burn. Let it burn. | |
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We Didn't Start the Fire 
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