Turnstile New Rules
Can't stop my breathing. Never sleep but keep dreaming.
Old rules, they don't apply. You live and you die.
I've had this burning in my heart for a long time.
You can't put your hands on me.
Everything that I love is everything you cannot touch.
I rise, they fall.
So to every pretty girl that I could never hold, and all the years of looking down
and doing what I was told, I have a burning in my heart to do the things that I want:
take my friends by the hand and take my friends to the top.
So Now Its On. Who's gonna stop me?
