The Last Dance

Lose yourself

In a song that doesn't make you want to cry

God knows we need it right now

So feel it, feel it, feel it

All alone

Searching for something that will make my baby smile

Apocalyptic dance groove

Let's do it, do it, do it

Bang, bang

Goes the bullet like a train

Bang, bang

Goes the feeling through my brain

Bang, bang

Goes the bullet like a train

Bang, bang

Goes the feeling through my brain

I don't care

If people watching me and they think I'm kind of strange

Lose myself in music

Feel it, feel it, feel it

End is here

St. Peter lost our names many sins before the last

Let's move it while we can now

Move it, move it, move it

Bang, bang

Goes the bullet like a train

Bang, bang

Goes the feeling through my brain

Bang, bang

Goes the bullet like a train

Bang, bang

Goes the feeling through my brain

Bang, bang

Goes the bullet like a train

Bang, bang

Goes the feeling through my brain

Bang, bang

Goes the bullet like a train

Bang, bang

Goes the feeling through my brain