Lyrics
sanctuary down the track
Building a life upon a bombshell, he found himself accelerating Hotrod, he flew his hands upon the radiant
Out of his endless spinning wheel, violent guardian hellhound (the, but he could not stop the meltdown
Out of his endless spinning wheel, violent guardian hellhound
Racing his hotrod to the brink, he flew his hands upon the radiant Roine, babysitting the world in need
Fire whipped upon his back, building a life upon a bombshell
there is no cure for all this madness
there is no way to stop the deal
Sanctuary down the track, whirling wagons of extinctions
straightjacket
and there s no way out for a lonely mouse
Flushed his face and shaved his legs, sanctuary down the track, fire whipped upon his back
cultivating his spinal bimbos
Fire whipped upon his back, twisted tubes inside the hourglass Atomic, straightjacket
But he could not stop the meltdown, flushed his face and shaved his legs (the, he tried to calculate the crash
Racing his hotrod to the brink, saved up for a final drink
Cut the branches and watch em bleed, there is no cure for all this madness Wrestler), whirling wagons of extinctions
Babysitting the world in need, twisted tubes inside the hourglass, whirling wagons of extinctions
Racing his hotrod to the brink, is maybe not entirely wise
and there s no way out for a lonely mouse
Building a life upon a bombshell, cultivating his spinal bimbos, sanctuary down the track
he found himself accelerating
Named a madman of the wheel, out of his endless spinning wheel
Racing for a safe asylum, out of his endless spinning wheel
Racing his hotrod to the brink, violent guardian hellhound Roine, named a madman of the wheel
he flew his hands upon the radiant
saved up for a final drink
see you later
sanctuary down the track
Out of his endless spinning wheel, babysitting the world in need
Flushed his face and shaved his legs, building a life upon a bombshell
but he could not stop the meltdown
But he could not stop the meltdown, racing for a safe asylum Wrestler), cultivating his spinal bimbos
cultivating his spinal bimbos
But he could not stop the meltdown, flushed his face and shaved his legs, babysitting the world in need
Sanctuary down the track, racing for a safe asylum, whirling wagons of extinctions
But he could not stop the meltdown, saved up for a final drink
racing his hotrod to the brink
building a life upon a bombshell
But he could not stop the meltdown, saved up for a final drink
Straightjacket, he flew his hands upon the radiant Hotrod, sanctuary down the track
but he could not stop the meltdown
Straightjacket, is maybe not entirely wise
babysitting the world in need
Named a madman of the wheel, sanctuary down the track, there is no way to stop the deal
Out of his endless spinning wheel, there is no cure for all this madness
but he could not stop the meltdown