Six round in the hands of a killer
I am dangerous in your arms
We are the midnight city siren
On the back of wisdom
Crying against the wasteland boulevard

I am, i mean, you are with me
Well, we are
Ominous tonight

Six strings in the hands of a poet
I am poetry in your eyes
So light me up with a song
Stain the sky with my burning
And i will not apologize

Who's gonna cry if i won't?
Who's gonna shine if i don't?
Who's gonna bring it down?
Where is the hope in this crowd of indifferent
Where is the truth if it's not in my mouth

I am, i mean, you are with me
Well, we are
Ominous tonight

Six a.m. In the hands of the morning
I am a skyline
You are the sun
Deep between our meeting
The heavens are receeding
And the stars fade one by one

I am, i mean, you are with me
Well, we are
Ominous tonight

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