Broken arrows in the dark So take my hand, don't let go 'Cause it's not too late, it's not too late I, I see the hope in your heart And sometimes you lose it, sometimes you're shooting But I, I see the hope in your heart You stripped your love down to

Take the bread out of my hand You make me feel So good, loving me And you turn around and Shamed my name All I can say is la-la-la you, baby Good feeling (Listen yeah)

All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when

Take my hand across this land Create this man to make my stand And break this hardened shell inside Escape this all the hell inside Yes I hold some keys of gold A cigarette a silver bullet Angels crying day and night The world is our stage Look inside

(This is our night) This is our time Our night to shine Oh take my hand, hold on tight (This is our night to shine) Don't look back to the morning light Let the world go, player spin slow Tell tomorrow not to hurry, we're just fine This is our night to

I'm on my way back home Take the hand Guide the way Find the truth Take your heart into your hand To tempt the fool into the mine Let loose the snake with antidote

I have come for you tonight Look in my eyes and take my hand Give yourself up to me For a while I thought I fell asleep Lying motionless inside a dream Then rising suddenly, I felt a chilling breath upon me She softly whispered in my ear (forsaken)

Abandoned land come on in child take my hand Hear a rising force Watch the damned they're gonna break their chains Through the night you can hear them You're in for surprise, you're in for a shock In London town streets when there's darkness and fog I'm

Come, take my hand Let us walk for a while Your burden of pain Replaced with a smile For the peddlers of death Come calling one more time Bearing promises So called friends running loose Draining you whole

Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Man I run this rap shit Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls R.I.P. to Tupac Nigga roll that good shit You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm Nigga