[Verse 1]
Bad time, so sublime
I'm getting off, won't make a stop
So tall, sure to fall
Desparate, across the ridge
[Verse 2]
That day, I ran away
Than night, off the high
Desparate, over the ridge
I'll take it slow, locked him below
[Chorus]
I'm ready for the whip
I'm ready for the whip
I'm ready for the whip
I'm ready for the whip
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
[Instrumental]
So tall, sure to fall
Desparate, across the ridge
[Chorus]