Chorus
Hold tight, here it comes
Sky turning black, nowhere to run
Sirens wailing, fences down
This whole town spinning around
Post-Chorus
Whoa-oh, hold on
Whoa-oh, hold on
Verse 2
Front porch shaking, windows rattle
Mama praying, holding shadows at bay
Lightning crashes, wind howls louder
All we can do is hope and stay
Pre-Chorus
Hearts racing as the air gets thin
I grab your hand, let the storm roll in
Chorus
Hold tight, here it comes
Sky turning black, nowhere to run
Sirens wailing, fences down
This whole town spinning around
Post-Chorus
Whoa-oh, hold on
Whoa-oh, hold on
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