Walk
Through
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Buffy: |
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Why
can’t I feel? My skin should crack and peel. I want the fire back. |
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Now through the smoke she calls
to me, |
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To
save the day, or maybe melt away.
I guess it’s all the same. |
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So
I will walk through the fire,
‘Cause where else can I turn? I will walk through the fire, And let it… |
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Spike:
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Sweet: Cause she is drawn to the fire Some people… Will never learn |
Spike: She… Will never learn |
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Giles:
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Xander: Anya: |
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Group: (Giles,
Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya)
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Buffy: So one-by-one they turn from me I guess my friends can’t face the cold But why I froze, not one among them knows And never can be told. |
Tara: What can’t we face? If we're together |
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Anya: |
Sweet: |
Spike: First he'll kill her, and then I’ll save her |
Sweet: They come to me |
Tara: |
Sweet: The distant redness as their giude |
Buffy:
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Spike: |
Sweet: That single flame |
Willow: |
Sweet: Ain't what they had in mind |
Giles: |
Sweet: |
Buffy: |
Sweet: |
Ensemble: And we are caught in the fire |
Sweet: To me |
Ensemble: |
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Ensemble: So we will walk through the fire And let it…burn. |
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Ensemble: Let it burn. |
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Ensemble: Let it burn. |
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Ensemble: Let it burn. |
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(spoken) Sweet: Showtime (chuckles) |
NEXT |