Wild Nights Lyrics - 311

I had to find out 

Figure it for myself 

Now I have no doubt 

What it looks like in hell 

Nights of remission 

Are lived in quite a view 

Let's light the fuse quick 

And see just what this thing can do 

Let's just get crazy with it 

Once again 

Give it a spin my friend 

We're gonna test the limits 

Where would we be 

Without the wild nights 

Without the lows and highs 

Failing to get it right 

Where would we be 

Without the wild nights 

Barely getting by 

The days of getting high 

Whoa oh oh 

Spinning with the rhythm 

In this world we'll bring 

DJ's and Friday nights 

And all the mornings uh 

I want to live a little 

And no it's not a riddle 

And your attention yeah 

I will need a little 

Take it up when we hear the stage 

Rocking Boba Fett just how we wage 

Been apart for months and days 

But what's in the clouds 

Well it's just haze 

Let's just get crazy with it 

Once again 

Give it a spin my friend 

We're gonna test the limits 

Where would we be 

Without the wild nights 

Without the lows and highs 

Failing to get it right 

Where would we be 

Without the wild nights 

Barely getting by 

The days of getting high 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

Where would we be 

Without the wild nights 

Without the lows and highs 

Failing to get it right 

Where would we be 

Without the wild nights 

Barely getting by 

The days of getting high 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh