| Lyrics: | The speedometers glowing, my target's in lock.
Running like a bullet from a red hot
Glock.
I've been chewing my nuckles, I've been biting my tongue.
Outsmarting every sucker,
just wanna get it done.
I see the wall coming, I choke on my last breath
I crash into
oblivion, a supersonic death
A thousand thoughts they come in a mess.
Steering with
precision, A 4 wheel hurricane.
Faster, faster, faster. I wanna roast my brain.
It's
according to my plans, not much long till the crash.
Turn my body into landfill, transforming
steel to trash.
I see the wall coming, I choke on my last breath
I crash into
oblivion, a supersonic death
A thousand thoughts they come in a mess.
This is my way of
handling the stress. Yeah.
Going full throttle against a cement wall.
It may seem
pretty stupid when you have it all.
But I'm living with a deathwish and a musclecar.
Wanna
crash into oblivion like a shooting star. Oh yeah. |
