You're playing with fire
Your secret desire
You're down to the wire
The air's getting drier
Temps getting higher
You've found a buyer
This game never tires
Until you expire
Another cryptic phrase and I'm back from the past
Who knew that my creative magic would last
Hidden in a cave, protected by glass
I waited 'til all of the others had passed
Words are power and I carry the staff
That launches those fireballs out of green gas
I never left, I just waited my turn
Just sat back and learned, how to control the burn
You're playing with fire
You're playing with fire
You're playing with fire
You're playing with fire
And when you play with fire
You're bound to get burned
To a crisp
You're playing with fire
Your secret desire
You're down to the wire
The air's getting drier
Temps getting higher
You've found a buyer
This game never tires
Until you expire