I'm wrong (x3)

I don't know, why i take, it out on you
Could you dance to the black light of my glow
Could you dance in the white light of the snow

I'm wrong (x3)

My hair, recedes, from the horns
Could you dance in the black light of my glow
Could you dance in the white light of the snow.

In other words, it takes what it takes.

Got wrong (x3)

My hair, recedes, from the horns
In other words, it takes what it takes
In other words, it takes what it takes
In other words, it takes what it takes
To rely, on another one
Its our last chance,
To help each other.