Swing Punk

Engines roaring through the ground
At 100 miles an hour
Announcing to the town
The arrival of the traveler

A thousand tales they tell
Of the Maverick and his power
And now I know
Why they say he fights for honor

He seemed to've lost his way
On this road to hell
Nothing seems to work on him
He is ripping them apart

Confounded to battle
One day at a time
Never willing to back down
From a fight

His will is strong
Always defeating the wrong
And now I know
Why there is pain in his eyes

He seemed to've lost his way
On this road to hell
Nothing seems to work on him
He is ripping them apart
His Demons linger here
With the ghost of his past
His demand linger here
And he is ripping them
APART

He seemed to've lost his way
On this road to hell
Nothing seems to work on him
He is ripping them apart
His Demons linger here
With the ghost of his past
His demand linger here
And he is ripping them
APART!



Credits
Writer(s): Alberto Orozco
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