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 think I am 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