| I’m a kickstand in your mouth
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| And I’m the tongue slamming on the brakes
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| Pull the choke in, pull the choke in
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| As hard as it will take
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| All your pictures are getting dirty
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| Don’t want anyone else’s hand on my gears
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| And I’ll choke on all the diamonds
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| Like a vulture on your face
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| So ask yourself, before you get in
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| I know the insurance won’t cover this
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| Are you the rabbit or the headlight?
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| And is there room in your life for one more breakdown?
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| You can’t escape, can’t escape
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| All your demons
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| All you demons, «Watch out
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| Watch out for your lovers»
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| Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster
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| Faster, I’m late, I’m late
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| And the hands on my clock
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| Are starting to shake
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| We’re on the line between the Devil’s tits
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| And we’ve been driving on 'E'
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| I’m gonna be wanted for this crime
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| «Well, at least you’re wanted» she’ll say
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| So ask yourself, before you get in
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| I know the insurance won’t cover this
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| Are you the rabbit or the headlight?
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| And is there room in your life for one more breakdown?
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| You are an unmarked car
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| I can’t remember where I parked you
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| But I love you, can’t afford you
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| I’ll take a cab to the funeral
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| Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster
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| Faster, I’m late, I’m late
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| And the hands on my clock
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| Are starting to shake
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| You can’t escape, can’t escape
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| All your demons
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| All you demons, «Watch out
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| Watch out for your lovers»
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| So ask yourself, before you get in
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| I know the insurance won’t cover this
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| Are you the rabbit or the headlight?
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| And is there room in your life for one more breakdown? |