We're coming in to fast and
everyone is burning brightHundred and eighty two seconds, baby
and heaven is a trick of the lightCold hell, my love
Cold hell, my love
(Love love love love love love love)We're coming in to fast and
everyone is writing their songs (?)(Love love love love love love love)Hundred and eighty two seconds, baby
and heaven is a trance unknown
Cold hell, my love
Cold hell, my love
Cold hell, my love
Cold hell, my love
