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Text: The Magic Numbers. Wheels On Fire.

Wheels on fire
Why don't you tell me lies, you want to
Wheels on fire
Why don't you say goodbye?
Well there's a light, there's a hope
Come swing me baby, from this here rope
I sold you lies

And pray that maybe someday you'll return here
Lord knows I ...
I keep finding words that leave you
(I told you I don't mind)
Something tells me I'm not meant to
(I told you I don't mind)
I keep finding words that leave you

Wheels on fire
Why don't you tell me lies, you want to
Wheels on fire
Why don't you say goodbye?

Well there's a (light/life?), there's a hope
Come swing me baby, from this here rope
I sold you lies

And pray that maybe someday you'll return here
Lord knows I ...
I keep finding words that leave you
(I told you I don't mind)
Something tells me I'm not meant to
(I told you I don't mind)
I keep finding words that leave you

Wheels on fire
Why don't you tell me lies, you want to
Wheels on fire
Why don't you say goodbye?

(repeat)