Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night

The Devil's spawn no longer breathes Descending angels and fallen kings Raise your hands, what do you hold? The Devil's bleeding crown! Falling from the sky, they're cast out from the heaven's light Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire

How long it will take you to reach the stars? No ? where you are No one could escape it, and hold it right No had no companion, and you were right It's you that I want, it's you that ? No one for the taking, it will be mine No ? seven stars, seven stars.

State, state, state, state of the art (Hold the phone, it's so) (Oh my God, it's so) (State of the art) When the cotillion arrived We threw out the television I'm Model D 575 Has custom flute presets And Harmony-Plus in addition

When I need you It's only a heart beat away When I need love I never knew there was so much love I just close my eyes and I'm with you And all that I so want to give you I hold out my hand and I touch love Keeping me warm night and day Miles and miles of

I didn't know what time it was Then I met you. Oh, what a lovely time it was, How sublime it was too! You hold my hand. Warm like the month of May it was, And I'll say it was grand. Grand to be alive, to be young,

You mystify me Where to go? Wanna leave me behind Oh, do you know My feet are off the ground I don't know where I stand Do you have to hold my hand? It wouldn't come out right Something on your mind

Well, I guess this is growing up Someone that understands But everybody's gone It's alright to tell me what you think about me I won't try to argue or hold it against you I know that you're leaving, you must have your reasons The season is calling, your

Better hide your heart, better hold on tight Say your prayers, 'cause there's trouble tonight When pride and love battle with desire Better hide your heart, 'cause you're playing with fire Johnny saw her riding on a street car named Desire, his fate was

Everything's wrong every time Pushing on I can't escape Everything that comes my way Is haunting me taking its sweet time Holding on I'm lost in a haze Fighting life to the end of my days And you're so cynical, Narcissistic Cannibal Got to bring myself