boilin point

Lita Ford

(Ford, Ehmig)
Caught in the sights of a killing fire
On streets filled with ashes and smoke
Flames reaching up to a dirty sky
Like some kind of sick deadly joke

*CanÃ?´t stop what hate started
ThereÃ?´s no cooling down
IÃ?´m past the boiling point now

Every day my TV screen
Is pushing me to make somebody bleed
The chains `round your neck got me wondering
How youÃ?´ll ever get the freedom that you need
CanÃ?´t turn this world into heaven
By burning it down to the ground

**IÃ?´m on fire
IÃ?´m burning up
My temperatureÃ?´s rising, point of no return
Watch out or you just might burn

*repeat
The walls fall down like dominoes
NobodyÃ?´s left to pay whatÃ?´s due
Too many crazy people running round
Starting wars between me and you

*repeat
*chorus