Hold on, Holy Ghost It's the day of the dead Better run, here we come Go on, hold me close So long to the ones you know We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams I got all I need strapped right to my head stream I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of

We ride fast like a bullet We just ride, ride, ride all day! Don't stop, stop the music! We're not gonna live any other way We do anything we want, anytime we want Oh yeah, oh yeah! You better run, run, run, here we come Revving our engines under the sun

(Oh oh) and it’s you I'll come for And I’m gonna see that you won't go far (oh oh) You better run, you better run so Did it make you feel so clever Did you wear it on your sleeve Where I was not a part so far entwined There's no other way, never run far