I must of been born to become a firefighter,
because I'm drawn to flame.
Put a spark in my eye
a burn in my touch,
and I'll fight it 'til I die.

I know it's not good for me
it darkens my soul
strengthens my mind
eliminates emotions-
leaves me cold

but I'm an addict
who can't say no.
I need the flames, the fire,
the raw burning desire.

I must of been born to be a firefighter
I've never been much good at boring-
the same.

I could never have worked at a desk.
because I look at love like a test.
You give me flame
I'll fight 'til death.