You're the lover of a methadone cellophane boy He discovered all the retail chemical joys You will always run to the devil you know You will always wreck everything that you own
You're going to crash... and burn You're going to crash... and burn Crash and burn
When there's no expression on your face And there's always smoke in everything you taste When I watch you ripping up all the maps But everything you say is so matter of fact
You're going to crash... and burn You're going to crash... and burn Crash and burn
He's a lover of... he's a lover of... he's a lover of lethal mechanical... He's a lover of... he's a lover of... he's a lover of lethal mechanical... He's a lover of... he's a lover of... he's a lover of lethal mechanical... He's a lover of... he's a lover of... he's a lover of lethal mechanical... He's a lover of lethal mechanical toys (lethal mechanical) You're discovering the reflex animal joy He will always search you out and destroy You were born to accelerate and enjoy
You're going to crash... and burn You're going to crash... and burn Crash and burn
We're living through terminally splintered times We're witnessing particularly vicious crimes Your kind of character runs too fast (your kind of character runs too fast) I know you're wondering if your looks can last (your kind of beauty will always last)
You're going to crash (crash) and (crash) burn (crash) You're going to crash (crash... crash) and (crash) burn (crash) You're going to crash (crash... crash) and (crash) burn (crash) You're going to crash (crash) and burnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
