I can see the road, we're driving 93
65 is the limit and I smell like whiskey
I'm on my way to the place
Where the sinners are saints
Because the world's already drowning in flames
No punishment
Tomorrow isn't coming
Pass that bottle around,
I've been beaten, scarred and broken down
Can't drag me to hell because I'm already there
Deviant
Deviant
Don't even know her name
But already hooked by that face
Ethics bend at the knees
And she will aim to please
Got those moves with the pole
Those daddy issues will come
But she's a dangerous infectious disease
We're not leaving till the sun comes up
Pass that bottle around,
I've been beaten, scarred and broken down
Can't drag me to hell because I'm already there
Deviant
Deviant
I need a bottle and a microphone
Lost, hollow, torn and shattered
Living in a world where nothing matters
I'm a man, I'm alive, with a heart of black
My misery is my soundtrack
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