I wanna feel you when you shake your thunder under my skin I wanna feel your strike of lightning come and whip me again Heard if we can climb the continental, baby, we can get high The sky is falling like a storm that's rolling into my bones This place will leave you soaking wet and get you out of your clothes Crossing through Jordan begs the question "Are you ready to die? "
Maybe I'm homesick, maybe just tired Maybe this broomstick will loosen the wires I pray for a message, I pray for a sign I pray for the passion to stoke the fire
Carry me, carry me Show me thrill or fantasy I'm feeling lost, feeling weak, feeling bind Carry me, carry me 'Cause I've been walking in my sleep Feeling scared, feeling free, feeling fine Story of a life time
I saw the roses, saw the shield they marked the spot with a cross Riding through miles and miles of pavement fucking littered with loss Out here the angels put on headphones every time that you cry They say the badlands get inside of you like you're something possessed Barbwire fences line the road remind you that you're a guest Best chance at heaven I've been told is screaming up at the sky
Yeah, well, maybe I'm homesick, maybe just tired Maybe this whole slick will stick to the tires I pray for a message, I pray for a sign I pray for the passion to stoke the fire
Carry me, carry me Show me thrill or fantasy I'm feeling lost, feeling weak, feeling bind Carry me, carry me 'Cause I've been walking in my sleep Feeling scared, feeling free, feeling fine Story of a life time
Na, na, na, na, na Somebody carry me Na, na, na, na, na Somebody carry me Na, na, na, na, na Somebody carry me Na, na, na, na, na
Carry me, carry me Show me thrill or fantasy I'm feeling lost, feeling weak, feeling bind Carry me, carry me 'Cause I've been walking in my sleep Feeling scared, feeling free, feeling fine Story of a life time Story of a life time
Compositores: Martin Bennett Johnson, Brandon Hall Paddock, Samuel Hollander ECAD: Obra #41454748