Everyone here wants to be a winner
Nobody really wants to lose
But you're being fooled by the pretender
And can't admit that you're being used
You're always moving but never getting anywhere
As soon as you stand up, you fall
Do you ignore it or are you unaware
He is the way you will lose it all
You're in the line of fire
Believing the father of lies
Killing is his one desire
So, gеt out, get out, get out
Of the linе of fire
You spend all your time trying to fit in
Being accepted is a must
But you can't rely on those kinds of friendships
There is just One that you can trust
You know all the tricks, it's all coming easy now
Religion is a breeze
But sooner or later, you'll learn the hard way
To rise above it, get down on your knees, oh...
You're in the line of fire
Believing the father of lies
And killing is his one desire
Get out, get out, get out
Get out!
Because you're in the line of fire
Believing the father of lies
And killing is his one desire
Get out, get out, get out
You're in the line of fire
Believing the father of lies
Killing is his one desire
Get out, get out, get out
Of the line of fire
You got to get out of the line
Line of Fire was written by Phil Naish & Brent Lamb.
Line of Fire was produced by Phil Naish.