Icon 08. The Whites Of Their Eyes

Black leather, Red lace Sway to the sound We re turning this place Into a battleground So hot I m gonna soot Six string at the ready Loaded, aiming at you But I m holding steady Don t fire Til you see THE WHITES OF THEIR EYES Fists higher Let me see the whites of your eyes Step closer if you dare Walk on the ledge Don t tell me, you re too scared To stand near the edge Hey, you there in the dark You know you can t hide I ll wait til you go too far I m taking no chances tonight D