| As a river, like a vein
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| Forever moving like a ten ton freight train
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| Never losing flow, you can hear the sound
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| Temper flares, lost in the underground
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| Could you let me, would you bet me?
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| Just looking to ease up, slow down
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| Will it test me, will it wreck me?
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| Sometimes I wish it would
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| Yea, I wish it could
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| I’m afraid I’ve said just a little too much
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| So it goes, another time
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| Only feeling alive when I’m losing my mind
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| I can tell you again, like I told you before
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| I need not you, try not to be so sor
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| You can see I’m poisoning my life
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| Than you agree: it’s discard, destroy
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| As a trigger, spark th brain
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| The firing pin set free, only myself to blame
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| Never losing steam, I’ll see you in my dreams
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| This savage game, never what it seems
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| It goes on again, just another round
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| Gonna run it raw, until i’m in the ground
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| I can’t show, how to grow
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| Hand on the wheel, catching the feel
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| (Feeling your grip, shake, shift, slip)
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| Shoot from the hip, waiting to slip |