I've got the fuel in my head from the flesh I need to break sweat
I've got the feeling I might get offence if I might be some threat
Want back doors, want blood on the sheets again
Give me back doors, give me blood on sheets again
I feel the fuel like a fun cutting deep
I want to see you cheap
Like a rose on a bed without scent I need my self-respect
For shames sake by any other name
When the seeds take it grows like weeds and spreads like flames
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me burning me up when it fires again, fires
again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again, cools again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me burning me up when it fires again, fires
again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again, cools again
The Fuel Video (MV)
Performed By: Sneaker Pimps
Written by: JAMES HORNER, IAN PICKERING, LIAM COVERDALE-HOWE, CHRIS CORNER
Sneaker Pimps - The Fuel Lyrics
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I've got the fuel in my head from the flesh I need to break sweat
I've got the feeling I might get offence if I might be some threat
Want back doors, want blood on the sheets again
Give me back doors, give me blood on sheets again
I feel the fuel like a fun cutting deep
I want to see you cheap
Like a rose on a bed without scent I need my self-respect
For shames sake by any other name
When the seeds take it grows like weeds and spreads like flames
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me burning me up when it fires again, fires
again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again, cools again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me burning me up when it fires again, fires
again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again, cools again
I've got the feeling I might get offence if I might be some threat
Want back doors, want blood on the sheets again
Give me back doors, give me blood on sheets again
I feel the fuel like a fun cutting deep
I want to see you cheap
Like a rose on a bed without scent I need my self-respect
For shames sake by any other name
When the seeds take it grows like weeds and spreads like flames
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me burning me up when it fires again, fires
again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again, cools again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me burning me up when it fires again, fires
again
I've got the fuel but the fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again, cools again, cools again, cools again
Writer: JAMES HORNER, IAN PICKERING, LIAM COVERDALE-HOWE, CHRIS CORNER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group