| Song | Fire Walk With Me |
| Artist | Abel |
| Album | Fire Walk With Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| White skin, black dress, take me to bed. | |
| I thought the devil was a woman, but it’s all in my head. | |
| I spent years as a sinner thinking I could make a case for holiness, | |
| But I never did. | |
| White hands, black wheels, taking me out. | |
| Take me out of the fire and into the doubt. | |
| I spent years as a coward thinking I could get away with promises. | |
| That’s what I said. | |
| Oh, the devil wants to drag my soul, drag my soul down to the lake of fire. | |
| And I hate this town. | |
| Everyone’s a liar and the men of God are busy sleeping around. | |
| But they don’t want to hear it. | |
| They don’t want to hear a sound. | |
| Oh, the devil wants to drag my soul, drag my soul down to the lake of fire. | |
| I’ll never change, no I’ll never change. | |
| I play the lover, but I remain the same. | |
| You’re not to blame, no you’re not to blame. | |
| It’s just years of this battle’s been pulling me into the flame. |
| White skin, black dress, take me to bed. | |
| I thought the devil was a woman, but it' s all in my head. | |
| I spent years as a sinner thinking I could make a case for holiness, | |
| But I never did. | |
| White hands, black wheels, taking me out. | |
| Take me out of the fire and into the doubt. | |
| I spent years as a coward thinking I could get away with promises. | |
| That' s what I said. | |
| Oh, the devil wants to drag my soul, drag my soul down to the lake of fire. | |
| And I hate this town. | |
| Everyone' s a liar and the men of God are busy sleeping around. | |
| But they don' t want to hear it. | |
| They don' t want to hear a sound. | |
| Oh, the devil wants to drag my soul, drag my soul down to the lake of fire. | |
| I' ll never change, no I' ll never change. | |
| I play the lover, but I remain the same. | |
| You' re not to blame, no you' re not to blame. | |
| It' s just years of this battle' s been pulling me into the flame. |
| White skin, black dress, take me to bed. | |
| I thought the devil was a woman, but it' s all in my head. | |
| I spent years as a sinner thinking I could make a case for holiness, | |
| But I never did. | |
| White hands, black wheels, taking me out. | |
| Take me out of the fire and into the doubt. | |
| I spent years as a coward thinking I could get away with promises. | |
| That' s what I said. | |
| Oh, the devil wants to drag my soul, drag my soul down to the lake of fire. | |
| And I hate this town. | |
| Everyone' s a liar and the men of God are busy sleeping around. | |
| But they don' t want to hear it. | |
| They don' t want to hear a sound. | |
| Oh, the devil wants to drag my soul, drag my soul down to the lake of fire. | |
| I' ll never change, no I' ll never change. | |
| I play the lover, but I remain the same. | |
| You' re not to blame, no you' re not to blame. | |
| It' s just years of this battle' s been pulling me into the flame. |