Sitting in a dark, cramped basement Watching the sun go down behind the shades We all try to find a way out Realizing there is much more to today
Ain't turning back it's my time to fly Too many decisions and not enough time But I always did like the thrill of living in the unknown So pucker
The face of doubt Stuck in a drought Thirty miles shy of the pouring rain I got the peddle stuck to the floor Constant right turns driving me insane
Standing there with that killer stare and a body that won't quit She said I don't want a little piece of your love so give me all of it And before
