BUFFY: I touch the fire 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 fire back Now through the smoke she calls to me To make my way across the flame To save the day Or maybe melt away I guess it's all the same So I will walk through the fire And let it- SPIKE: The torch I bear is scorching me And Buffy's laughing I've no doubt I hope she fries I'm free if that bitch dies I'd better help her out SWEET:
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