Tight Grip Riot

City streets calling after dark

Breaking rules under the stars (yeah)

Feel the heat rising in the veins

No turning back from this flame

We own the night,

we break the chain

Scream it loud, feel the strain

(whoa-oh,

whoa-oh)

Tires burning on the blacktop line

Chasing thrills that never die (ooh)

Can't escape the pull inside

Let it roar, let it ride

We own the night,

we break the chain

Scream it loud, feel the strain

(whoa-oh,

whoa-oh)

In the haze where the wild ones play

No rules left,

just the fray

We own the night,

we break the chain

Scream it loud, feel the strain (whoa-oh,

whoa-oh) (yeah)