Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Feline
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David M. Allen
Producer
Lyrics
The moment she saw him
She felt herself falling
Down on her knees
It smokes, then it catches
This house built of matches
Kissed by the breeze
The temperature's rising
She feels herself flying
A moth to the flame
The quicker we burn
The faster it turn to ashes again
This furnace is your fuel and your desire
Your mother must have said, "Don't play with fire"
Play with fire
Play with fire
Play with fire
Ah, ah-ah
She's drawn to the brightness
That flickers his likeness across her face
Swept up in a blaze of a media daze
She's running a race
She sees her mistake
She sees it too late
She feels out of place
But the quicker she burns
The faster it turn to ashes again
This furnace is your fuel and your desire
Your mother must have said, "Don't play with fire"
Play with fire
Play with fire
Play with fire
Ah, ah-ah
It seems you insist on
Learning the hard way
But you know in your heart
You do the same thing!
Again, this furnace is your fuel and your desire
Your mother must have said, "Don't play with fire"
Play with fire
Play with fire
Play with fire
Ah, ah-ah
Written by: Georgina Prebble
