The Ultimate High

The ultimate ride, the ultimate high
I wanna reach up, and touch the sky
Your mind's a mist, can't take the pace
Your brain's behind in second place

A group of friends, the adrenaline flows
The pressure's on, will your bottle go
Round and round you wait your turn
It's getting close, your stomach churns
One deep breath and take the plunge
Now your playing with a loaded gun

Time is lost you've reached the top
You're coming down
But you can't stop
Reach for help but no one's there
Gotta get out gotta get some air
Can't turn back it's all one way
And you're the one who's gonna pay

Cos the day is coming
When the time seems right
And the pressure's all on you
The time is coming
When the end's in sight
What are you going to do

Ride for kicks, ride for kicks
Ride for kicks, ride for fun
Die for kicks, die for kicks
Die for kicks, die for fun