Lyrics: Daniel Schnair/Rebecca Peters
Music: Daniel Schnair/Rebecca Peters
Blood on the mic
Life on ice, call it paradise
Looking for a sign
Numb the mind on recycled time
Buried in the memory, island deep
Wolf is at your feet, and suddenly
Caught in the light
Half-alive under watchful eyes
Circling for fun
Youth is always on the run
Rising with the same sun
Chase your fate, loaded gun
Three clicks to midnight, who's it gonna be?
Two shots to freedom, is it you or me?
Clock is ticking fast
There's no coming back
Countdown one round, pitch black
Countdown one round, pitch black
Oh, countdown one round, pitch black
Tomorrow never comes
If you can't pay the price today
Take a breath, feetfirst
Ten floors down to break the chain
Oh, death crashing on the reef, on repeat
Drowning in the memory, out of reach
Fight the feeling to fade
In the echoes of yesterday
Circling for fun
Youth is always on the run
Rising with the same sun
Chase your fate, loaded gun
Three clicks to midnight, who's it gonna be?
Two shots to freedom, is it you or me?
Clock is ticking fast
There's no coming back
Countdown one round, pitch black
Oh, countdown one round, pitch black
Oh, countdown one round, pitch black
Oh-oh!
Three clicks to midnight, who's it gonna be?
Two shots to freedom, is it you or me?
Clock is ticking fast
There's no coming back
Countdown one round, pitch black
Pitch black, pitch black
Countdown one round, pitch black
Pitch black, pitch black
Countdown one round, pitch black