Luyện nghe bài hát Fire It Up

Coursing my veins like gasoline,
So I hit the running.
Fingers 'round your throat to my disease.
Fuck are we fun yet?

Pull me now!
Take the poison before it us!
me down now!
Fates are rising, come the hellions!

Fire it, it up.
This our chance.
Stuck in the middle of the sinister sin.
it, fire it up.
This is our dance.
With middle fingers up dance on your, dance on your fucking grave.

Breathe it in lungs like nicotine.
Soaking your blood as the,
Hands of rip you like a fucking disease.
are we having fun yet?

Pull me now!
Take the before it destroys us!
Pull me now!
Fates are rising, come the hellions!

it, fire it up.
This our chance.
Stuck in the middle of the sinister sin.
Fire it, it up.
This is our dance.
With middle fingers up we'll on your, dance on your fucking grave. Dance!
C'mon!
Coursing through my like gasoline!

Fire it, it up.
our last chance.
Stuck in the middle of the sinister sin.
Fire it, it up.
This is our dance.
With fingers up we'll dance on your, dance on your . . .

Fire it, it up.
This our chance.
Stuck in the middle of the sinister sin.
Fire it, it up.
is our last dance.
With middle fingers up we'll dance on your, dance on your grave.

C'mon!
Coursing my veins like gasoline!