.[Verse 1]:
Fire, in the bottom of my stomach, being taken
Over, it will hold ya, in the grip of his cold hands
Racing in my fever, it will heal ya till itâs all done
Reaching out to the call, coming to relieve it all, just feel it
[Chorus]:
Coming up every momen.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔