V: VALKYRIE ONE (feat. Craig Mabbitt)

WE CAN DO THIS ONE MORE TIME, GIVE ME ONE MORE LINE
A LYRIC, I CAN FEEL IT GET ME BACK INTO THE FIGHT
JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE REASON TO KEEP ON BELIEVING
I CAN’T TAKE ANOTHER BEATING LIKE THE ONE I TOOK TONIGHT

IT’S SHOWTIME BABY, THE CROWD’S GOING CRAZY
WHEN WE MAKE OUR WAY TO THE STAGE, IT’S LIKE WERE GOING TO WAR
MAKE ME REMEMBER ALL THE PEOPLE WERE FIGHTING FOR
SET TO STUN
AND LEAVE IT ALL ON THE DANCE FLOOR TONIGHT…

“LADY MORGANA…
(ALL I WANTED WAS YOU)
YOU HAVE STAYED MY WRATH, FOR THE LAST TIME!”

SEVEN TIMES I FELL ON THE NARROW
BUT IT WAS EIGHT TIMES I GOT UP
YESTERDAY I DIDN’T WANT TO SEE TOMORROW
BUT TODAY KEEPS CALLING MY BLUFF

LIGHTS GO DOWN IN A CROWDED ROOM
AND I CAN DO IT AGAIN IF I CAN GET BACK TO YOU
AFTER ALL THE HELL, WELL, WE’VE BOTH BEEN THROUGH
I GAVE IT EVERYTHING I GOT
AND NOW I DON’T GOT SHIT TO PROVE

WHO DOES IT PROFIT THEN?
WHERE DO I BEGIN?
THERE CAN BE SO MUCH BEAUTY IN THE SUFFERING!
GIVE ME THE HEARTS OF MEN, INSTEAD OF PAPER AND PEN AND
I’LL SHOW YOU WHERE THE LIGHT BREAKS PEOPLE WHERE THE WON’T BEND

THEY SHINE ON US, LIKE LOVERS DO
ON THE SURFACE PICTURE PERFECT
NEVER KNOWING WHAT WE’RE GOING THROUGH

YOU PUT YOUR HEART IN THE HANDS OF
A SECOND CLASS BAND
WHO KNEW OUR SHITTY LITTLE LIVES WOULD WRITE
A ROCK N’ ROLL ROMANCE

EVERYTHING ELSE CAN WAIT
(TONIGHT, TONIGHT)
GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU’VE GOT
LET’S SHAKE THE STAGE UNTIL IT BREAKS AND WHISPER
“BABY LET ME BE YOUR ROCKSTAR, MY PRETTY LITTLE PUNK ROCK GIRL”

HELLS BELLS AND A BUCKET OF BLOOD
BOTTOM OF THE BARREL, STILL AHEAD OF THE CURVE
I HOPE WE NEVER GET THE CREDIT THAT WE REALLY DESERVE
‘CAUSE IF YOU WANT TO START A FIRE YOU NEED SOMETHING TO BURN!

FIFTEEN YEARS OF EATING SHIT
STILL DON’T GOT SHIT TO SHOW
BUT WE DON’T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK
THE FUCKIN’ FANS KNOW
“WE’VE ONLY JUST BEGUN”

SO COME AND GET IT, PUNK!

FIFTEEN YEARS, FIGHTING FEARS, PIONEERING WAR
HELLO ANGEL-BABY, HERE’S TO FIFTEEN MORE!

WHERE ONCE I DIED A THOUSAND DEATHS
A COWARD OF NO CONSEQUENCE
I’D CONSEQUENTLY BE CONTENT
THAT I SHOULD DIE ONCE MORE

I ENTERED IN AT THE NARROW DOOR
AND I KNEW NOW HOW MY LIFE MEANT MORE
MY BRIDE, MY DARLING I ADORE
I KNOW NOW WHAT I’M FIGHTING FOR

SWING OUT!

SING IT!

WE’LL KEEP ON FIGHTING FOR THIS ONE!
(WE’LL KEEP ON FIGHTING FOR THIS ONE!)
INTO THE HEART OF A DYING SON!

WE’LL SING ‘TIL HEAVEN CAN HEAR US!
(SING ‘TIL THE HEAVENS CAN HEAR US!)

AND WE WERE BORN TO BE FEARLESS

RAISE UP THE COLORS HIGH
(RAISE UP THE COLORS HIGH, WE’RE GOING TO WAR!)

WENDY, DARLING, LIGHT OF MY LIFE…

WHEN THE BAND STOPS PLAYING
AND NO ONE ELSE IS SINGING
AND WE’RE LEFT IN A WHIRLWIND OF WONDERFUL MEMORIES
WOULD YOU STILL TAKE MY HAND
AND DANCE WITH ME?

I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT MAN THAT I WAS BEFORE

I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT, I FOUND WHAT I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR

I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT MAN THAT I WAS BEFORE

I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT
I’M NOT THAT, I FOUND WHAT I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR…

…DON’T HAVE TO BE THE DESPERADO NO MORE