(jackie fox/lita ford)

With every beat of my heart its getting dark
Theres something in the air
The doors arent locked, you know its not
But I just know youre somewhere
Hands on the table, are they empty got a fable
Is it true?
Say hes coming no one said a word
Theyve gotten through

Its such a crush, its getting hot
Temperatures rising its getting hot

Shot a single word for telling true
I can hear him pant
I wanna leave but I just cant breathe free
If they begin their chant

Its such a crush, its getting hot
Temperatures rising its getting hot

Church is breaking my bodys shaking
I just cant tell
Hes coming back my head is black
He must be under a spell

Its such a crush, its getting hot
Temperatures rising its getting hot