Turning corners just to get where we should be, Back to where we once belonged, Sending smiles across to fill our lonely lives, It's brought it all back home to me, To me. Cause there's, Something......
We've been done for metal We got metal in our veins - hands held high Got mayhem in our hearts An it's tearing us apart - heads held high We love the feel of leather The coldness of the steel - hands...