Plan B - Playing With Fire | Текст песни

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• Plan B
• Playing With Fire

One day you’ll learnWhen you get hurt,By then it will be too late for ya,Be too late for yaWhen the fire spreads and burns, don’t you know?He’s just a kid of the estateWe call him little JakeToday he tried to buy weed with his little mateUp in the bits, but he’s just a kidSo he was open to manipulationHe had to undergo initiationAnd when some older boys saw the situationThey took the piss, now look at thisWill you be his up and only friendThe only one that won’t pretendAnd even gave me the money for dependFrom mice to men, and then to ratsBut only a snake behaves like thatBut the gang don’t care for fools shooting gapsThey just happy they could fall for the trapPlaying with fire, it doesn’t burnFirst time, your hand,Walk through the plainPlaying with fire, it’s too extremeOh-oh-ohScare tin, skin nowHell on it’s wayPlaying with fireFire, fire, fire, fireGo playing with fireOne day you’ll learnWhen yo get burnedBy then it’ll be too late for yaToo late for yaWhen the fire spreads and burnsDon’t you knowPlaying with fireHe’s just a kid, but he feels like a man todayHe joined a gang todayBeen at a house party, you ran awayDoing illegal shit, but he’s just a kidStill he’s in luck todayHe got a fuck todayYeah he bust his very first nut todayIn some stupid bitchToday’s moving quickSo quick, if you wear the wrong shoesYou’ll slip,Better keep up with the tempo, with a clickCause what they on is messed up roughAnd now that he’s rolling with these vexed up thugsWhat’s next up …Cause he’s gonna it his only missionTo bet his position, in this little gang it’s a competitionTo a little man with a dispositionHolding though he was born a ChristianWhat he worships now is the night they listenWise men will tell you with age comes wisdomAnd you can’t be saved by religion unless you have faithSo it makes no difference to the use, to erasing the systemYou don’t have age on your side… row models and lies that provide insightSo he ain’t gonna listenAs for Jake, he’s already made his decisionAnd now he’s just another poster boyFor David Cameron’s Broken BritainPlaying with fire, it doesn’t burnFirst time, your hand,Walk through the plainPlaying with fire, it’s too extremeOh-oh-ohScare tin, skin nowHell on it’s wayPlaying with fireFire, fire, fire, fireGo ṗlaying with fireOne day you’ll learnWhen yo get burnedBy then it’ll be too late for yaToo late for yaWhen the fire spreads and burnsDon’t you knowPlaying with fire