Mikarlo - Golden Gates Lyrics

When I arrive to the Golden Gates
I want to hear you say my name, my name
We've walked across the bloody road
And off into the flames we go
Mountains are roaring
Desert is storming
My memory's blurry
But my body's twirling
Far from our Destination
High off our situations
I'm not waiting
I'm not waiting anymore
When I arrive to the Golden Gates
I want to hear you say my name
We've walked across the bloody road
And off into the flames we go
Let me Ride, On the run
It seems that God
God has a gun, a gun
I'll die with you, lips on my head
Hands on my waist, and scars on our back
Take me to my grave
I'm going insane
I don't feel no shame
When I'm saying your name
When I'm screaming your name
See the lights flashing
Hear the voices calling
Grab my hand
Baby we're falling
We're falling
Sirens flaring
As our lips are meeting
The sun is rising
But our freedom is fleeting
It's leaving
When I arrive to the Golden Gates
I want to hear you say my name
We've walked across the bloody road
And off into the flames we go
Let me Ride, On the run
It seems that God
God has a gun, a gun
I'll die with you, lips on my head
Hands on my waist, and scars on our back

When I arrive to the Golden Gates
I want to hear you say my name, my name
We've walked across the bloody road
And off into the flames we go
Mountains are roaring
Desert is storming
My memory's blurry
But my body's twirling
Far from our Destination
High off our situations
I'm not waiting
I'm not waiting anymore
When I arrive to the Golden Gates
I want to hear you say my name
We've walked across the bloody road
And off into the flames we go
Let me Ride, On the run
It seems that God
God has a gun, a gun
I'll die with you, lips on my head
Hands on my waist, and scars on our back
Take me to my grave
I'm going insane
I don't feel no shame
When I'm saying your name
When I'm screaming your name
See the lights flashing
Hear the voices calling
Grab my hand
Baby we're falling
We're falling
Sirens flaring
As our lips are meeting
The sun is rising
But our freedom is fleeting
It's leaving
When I arrive to the Golden Gates
I want to hear you say my name
We've walked across the bloody road
And off into the flames we go
Let me Ride, On the run
It seems that God
God has a gun, a gun
I'll die with you, lips on my head
Hands on my waist, and scars on our back