Buffy: I touch the fogo and it freezes me
I look into it and it's black
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel
I want the fogo back
Now, through the smoke she calls to me
To make my way across the flame
To save the dia or maybe melt away
I guess it's all the same
So, I will walk through the fire
Cause where else can I turn?
I will walk through the fire
And let it
Spike: The torch out there is scorching me
Buffy's laughing I've no doubt
I hope she fries
I'm free if that cadela, puta dies
I better help her out
Sweet: Cause she is drawn to the fire
Some people
Spike: She will
Spike and Sweet: never learn
And she...
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