Can't see anything around (break zone)
Can only hear the sound of my skin
Blazing to the ground (asphalt)
Becoming part of the road
My love is mauled savouring tar by my side because
I'm an adrenaline junkie
Her gas is alcohol (get drunk)
That feeds the gears of my disease
Breaks out of control
(drugs make) me drive faster than death
Hangover guides all the miles I get through, She
Roars like a hell's whore
The end of my road has come
Windshield's sight's aiming to the target
Beautiful massacre, that wedding
Hostile guest
Wild stampede runs over your bones
Razors' edge ripped out your throats
Overdrive to slaughter
Skids on highway
Hot Wheels
Wild stampede runs over your bones
Razors' edge ripped out your throats
Overdrive to slaughter
Skids and gasoline
Wild stampede runs over your bones
Razors' edge ripped out your throats
Overdrive to slaughter
Skids of my Hot Wheels