sticky minute till the midnight
Like hound that stares at the headlights
With tongue that's hanging like a meat rag
Called "not turning back"
Over the edge and breathing faster
I am is what I'm going after
Over the edge for [bad word] years, [bad word] never again.

Thick steam is bursting out of street jaws
It is of murder people hear most
And every crow is an omen
Of bad [bad word] Uneasy muscles, heavy eyelids
From around the [bad word] that strong heat
To face it for momentum thriller
Uncover killer
------------------------------------------------- [bad word] 
Got vertigo
Of faster rolling heads
Can you let go
When [bad word] to an end
All gonna slide
But you will try to balance
Can you quit
The heat?
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beggar's pocket jingles soflty
Sweet ride that seems like one and only
And objects in the rear mirror
They disappear
Within the shooting range is too close
Make sure no one ever follows
Hear the whisper of the world's pyre
With smoke in your eyes
Over the edge and breathing faster
I am is what I'm going after
Over the edge for [bad word] years, [bad word] never again
Again

Again
Again
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Got vertigo
Of faster rolling heads
Can you let go
When [bad word] to an end?
All gonna slide
And you will follow, brother
Can you quit
The heat?