Meet me in the wasteland, bullet in your chest This could be our Graceland, sun setting down in the west Better sweet than tasteless, bitter on my tongue Bodies that are faceless, I know we could be the one There's a fire Burning me up, fever won't stop This is my love There's a fire Bubbling hot, molten like rock This is my love, this is my love Fighting on the frontline, now you're in my sights Caught up in the crossfire, we illuminate the night Meet me in the wasteland, bullet in your chest This could be our Graceland, [?] There's a fire Burning me up, fever won't stop This is my love There's a fire Bubbling hot, molten like rock This is my love, this is my love