Fuel To The Fire

Had me a whiskey, and I chased it
Got me some trouble, gonna face it
But if I had a trump card, I would place it
That’s for sure… yeah…
I had a dream, but I can’t trace it
I call out your name, so you might hear it
But it only adds fuel, to the fire
In my soul… yeah…
If I could just, re-write the pages
Wake up with peace, with the way it is
I don’t wanna live in this world, if you can’t grace it
Anymore… anymore…yeah…
Friends try to raise my spirits, higher
Well, there’s no doubting, the stong desire
They don’t feel the heat, of the fire
In my soul… In my soul…
Had me a whiskey, and I chased it
Got me some trouble, gonna face it
But if I had a trump card, I would place it
Yeah… At your door… oh yeah…