The Belch - Bike ride | Текст песни

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There's the wind of change, and I'm never coming home
I'm long gone
Picked up by the air on a trip to hell
In one ear and out the other
I've lost it looking for peace
In the place I belong

DUI and reckless driving are the only things that get me thinking fast
I've got sick of constant striving
It's the only way to be faster than my past

Any other place is better than where you've been before
cause everything is fucking boring
<...>
But you look fucked up to me too

DUI and reckless driving are the only things that get me thinking fast
I've got sick of constant striving
It's the only way to be faster than my past
DUI and reckless driving are the only things that get me thinking fast
I've got sick of constant striving
It's the only way to be fast

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