Deep into the night? You can crack the whip; you can twist the knife. Don’t want nothing to return to, don’t want no genocide..if this is wrong, I don’t wanna be right!
Put the pedal to the metal baby, we ain’t never coming back, no! Keep your head up for liberties, everything turns black! This is our finest hour, now we’re running for our lives with a pocket full of nothing and a head full of neon lights. Won’t you reach out and touch me? I could die right by your side! If this is wrong, I don’t wanna be right!
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