| This action, this time
|
| Staking my get-up, breaking my stride
|
| This is a way out or so I’m told
|
| These here are some Black Cats ready to explode
|
| This action, this line
|
| Making me head out, saving my hide
|
| All out of the mainline, I’m sold, I’m sold
|
| Taken out of the straight line, it’s fucking gold
|
| This life we’re living, all things are well
|
| There’s something I’ll tell you
|
| Everyone screams and we all yell
|
| We’ll burn this down — wait up, wait up
|
| Wait up, wait up, wait up for me
|
| We’ll burn these days, light up these nights
|
| Tear through these years
|
| Live out my life how I please
|
| It’s who I am
|
| This I’ll share
|
| This I’ll say
|
| Don’t back down
|
| This action, this sign
|
| Bringing this little, wasting my time
|
| No direction, it’s cold, it’s cold
|
| You’re either paying the ante, or you fucking fold
|
| This is life we’re living, all things are well
|
| There’s something I’ll tell you
|
| Everyone screams and we all yell
|
| We’ll burn this down — wait up, wait up
|
| Wait up, wait up, wait up for me
|
| I’m living life, good god
|
| I’m living life, good goddamn
|
| I’m living life like a roman candle
|
| Living life just throwing up sparks
|
| I’m living life like a roman candle
|
| I’m living life, just throw me a spark |