under the light blind high on the ride red blood rushin and the chasin lead to doubt and confusion fast car black tar pop star doing no good so you push it and you push it and you push it right up into the nod
burnin out slowly slowly slowly straight into a crash...
a purple haze vivid shines in your eyes the black circles and the scares are wearing perfectly clear aging burn out poor boy doing no good you try to shame it and your shakin and you shake it right up into your head
burnin out slowly slowly slowly straight into a crash...
no one no where junkie doing no good you try and kick it and your kickin and your kickin your way into the ground