Mr. Credit

There's nothing left to stop it

How long we knew

Seems we brought some trouble with us

How we wanted

Mr. Credit is dead and buried

Farewell

It's all a part of the game

I wanna be there when you touch fire

I'll be the hand that you can clutch

I had a dream

The ground was black

And the air was searing

Oh no

The heavens are backing the sea

Are they backing me?

The roads are just scratches

The talk is severe

That's how it works

It's all impossibly cold

I wanna be there when you touch fire

I'll be the hand to pull you up, tiger

I wanna be there when you cut the wire

I'm the living end I plead as such

I saw you when you gave chase

I follow when you hit the ground

It's cloudy when I come to Vegas

I saw you when you gave chase

I follow when you hit the ground

It's cloudy when I come to Vegas

It's a small town anyway

Wire

I'll be the hand to lift you up higher

I wanna be there when you cut the wire

I wanna be there when you touch fire

I'm the living end, I plead as such

I'm the living end

I'm the living end, I plead as such

I'm the living end

I wanna be there when you touch