Friendly Fire
Fury in the Slaughterhouse / Kai Uwe Wingenfelder
We've got a brand new game with an age old name
Called birds and bees its always been the same
Since the world began
I know I play with fire and youre gasoline
Im your fool and youre my queen
The on that I admire
Well weve reached the top and dont look back
You took my heart and broke my neck
Ooh how I desire
To die in your friendly fire
Well I want you girl and thats all I want
Ill be the blitzkrieg tank at your bedroom front
And Ill roll over your landmines
In your little jungle Ill be the snake
Throwing the apples dive in your lake
And Ill drink it dry
Well weve reached the point of no return
We started a fire that will always burn
Oooh how I desire
To die in your friendly fire