turnpike at night all 3 babies sleeping
3 am along we're creeping
got my hand on the wheel, my foot on the pedal
hear the dull whine of metal on metal
the wind it was howling the rain it was blowing
made it out of new jersey with nobody knowing
headlights on the highway shining on gravestones
big wheels rolling by
i want to go where they're gong
and i want to be the one to take that stand
but i'm always running with blood on my hands
if you asked me to, wouldn't i love?
rise above
now we're scattered like a street race after the cops rush in
gotta get back now to where we've been
look at us laughing, wiping away the tears
why is it always coming down to love and fear?
and i want to be the one to take that stand
but i'm always running with blood on my hands
if you asked me to, wouldn't i love?
rise above
meet me in the church in the cemetary
i'm looking to lighten this burden we carry
looking for the fire that never dies
why the brightest thing i've found is burning behind your eyes
and i want to be the one to take that stand
but i'm always running with blood on my hands
if you asked me to, wouldn't i love?
rise above