45 seconds She takes the mic and call his name at the floor The boy looks at her, so long she's waiting for The whole club Listen to her story tonight She's cutting her veins and tears get mixed with the blood The music stops, "What's up?" the crowd stood still Here comes the message Her very last will Stop my bleeding with your hand Or let me fly to heaven my friend 45 seconds from now are the rest of my life Oooooh Stop my bleeding with your hand Or let me fly to heaven my friend 45 seconds from now are the rest of my life Rescue me or let me fly tonight 45 seconds