What We Become
The night is perfect
Take out your blades, get out your guns
We'll drink our poison, then wait and see what we become
Hey boys grab a girl, let's move until the stars are gone
Step to the rhythm, let's give it all we've got, whoa
C'mon get up, whoa,
Get out your guns, whoa,
It's all we've got, whoa
The night is perfect
Take out your blades, get out your guns
We'll drink our poison, then wait and see what we become
Hey boys grab a girl, let's move until the stars are gone
Step to the rhythm, let's give it all we've got, whoa
C'mon get up, whoa,
Get out your guns, whoa,
It's all we've got, whoa
The stars are gone, whoa,
Come on get up, whoa,
Get out your guns, whoa,
It's all we've got, whoa
The stars are gone, whoa,
Come on get up, whoa,
Get out your guns, whoa,
It's all we've got, whoa
The stars are gone, whoa,
Come on get up, whoa,
Get out your guns, whoa,
It's all we've got, whoa
Writer/s: Darren Cordeux / Kisschasy
