Keep Pounding, Carolina Panthers

The sun sets slow over the Queen City skyline tonight. I'm feeling that

blue and black fire burning so bright. You got a way of making

my heart race out of control. Every Sunday morning you're the rhythm deep in my

soul. Sometimes you make it hard for me to even catch my breath.

I'm riding with your Carolina Panthers until there's nothing left. It's a beautiful

kind of chaos that I just can't deny. You take me to the limit

and you reach for the sky. You're cardiac, you're panic-inducing. You're everything I

need. A love so exciting, baby. You're a different