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I can be a Wild West dust wind blowin' through the weekend, Get a little hell bent, goin' off the deep end, baby you're a God send When you calm the storm A rowdy out all nighter, runnin' through the fire, Gas in a shot glass sparking up a lighter But you fight through the flames and love me more Girl, your angels and my demons they just seem to get along We found somethin' to believe in where my darkness meets your dawn Thank God your stained glass and my neon, go together like they do When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin' you You dig your heels in deep when you stand your ground You can take the heat girl you don't back down You could snatch my soul right out the devil's hand But your angels and my demons they just seem to get along We found somethin' to believe where my darkness meets your dawn Thank God your stained glass and my neon, go together like they do When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin' you Singing "Oh I find my peace, somewhere in the space between Saturday night me, and Sunday mornin' you" Singing "Oh I find my peace, somewhere in the space between Saturday night me, and Sunday mornin' you" Letras de cancionesYeah your angels and my demons they just seem to get along We found somethin' to believe in where my darkness meets your dawn Thank God your stained glass and my neon, go together like they do When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin' you Yeah When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin' you Oh Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin' you From Letras Mania