Still calling the shots Quick, it's almost six and I'm running dry It's time for my fix, I might die I've got a paycheck, what's next? Hanging out the window, killing this Friday night (What?) This is where we come alive (Whoa-oh) It's our time This is where we cross the line (Whoa-oh) It's our time So we lose control Young blood, we never get old They say the good die young But we're holding on No, it's not over 'til we say it's done They say the good die young But we're holding on 'til our heartbeat stops Dropped dead but still calling the shots This is where we come alive This is where we cross the line All our trials and tribulations call for a night of pure celebration Can't hold in one place Lead by city lights All about that fast life So we lose control Young blood, we never get old They say the good die young But we're holding on No, it's not over 'til we say it's done They say the good die young But we're holding on 'til our heartbeat stops Dropped dead but still calling the shots Oh so bittersweet Embrace the chaos The conflict within me Maybe I'm not okay Avoiding answers Sinking deeper and deeper Still threading the needle Torn between right and necessary evil If balance is the key, don't tip the scales OTB never bails This is where we come alive (Whoa-oh) It's our time This is where we cross the line (Whoa-oh) It's our time They say the good die young But we're holding on No, it's not over 'til we say it's done They say the good die young But we're holding on 'til our heartbeat stops Dropped dead but still calling the shots