Lita Ford - Boiling Point

(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

*Can´t stop what hate started
There´s no cooling down
I´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 you´ll ever get the freedom that you need
Can´t turn this world into heaven
By burning it down to the ground **I´m on fire
I´m burning up
My temperature´s rising, point of no return
Watch out or you just might burn

*repeat
The walls fall down like dominoes
Nobody´s left to pay what´s due
Too many crazy people running round
Starting wars between me and you

*repeat
*chorus