Full Moon

Rare Americans

Compositor: Duran Ritz / James Priestner / Jan Cajka / Jared Priestner / Jeff Quinn / Lubomir Ivan

The wolves are out
Ruby Soho shoutin'
Cats in heat, blood on street
All I got in this world are my own two feet

(Ding, ding)
That's not my usual phone ring
(Cling, cling)
The upside down that a message brings
(Swing, swing)
San Fermin
Nothing like I've ever seen

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna be alone tonight
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna be alone tonight

It's a full Moon
The wolves are out
Ruby Soho shoutin'
Cats in heat, blood on street
All I got in this world are my own two feet
All I got in this world are my own two feet

She's burnin' hot and bright
Howlin' in the middle of the night, night, night
I'm lookin' in people's eyes
Dreadin', headin' out for supplies
No surprise, you against I
Survival instincts, the other guys
Truth lies, truth lies
A no-holds fight for a piece of the pie
Could you save you
Or would you freeze
In the lights?

I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna be alone tonight
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna be alone tonight

It's a full Moon
The wolves are out
Ruby Soho shoutin'
Cats in heat, blood on street
All I got in this world are my own two feet

All I got in this world are my own two feet
All I got in this world are my own two feet