Driving

Driving through the abyss in my beat up car
Ash on my seats and smoky fun
Fooled by tricks only "the police" don't know
Cracking up heads and losing touch
Sitting on the back juggling a couple of cards
Testing noses, smash the crap!
Naughty fingers open the material
Made the deal! Ok? Lose yourself!

I wanna ride out of the basement
Where the kids are on their own
I'll keep missing all my chances
I walk carrying all my flaws.

Signs and warnings painted on the wall
Cheap tricks for bad kids outside of the mall
Things come quickly to hear the call
This is what happens into the spall

Don't cross the alley, bastards awaiting
Searching for money, no time for thinking

Shots and shouts right here down our street
Please keep the kids safe, they won't find me
Run to the docks and take the next ship
Once they're dead, we will be free!



Credits
Writer(s): Mario Funes Bascaran, Eduardo Ramon Perez Callaved, Santiago Pablo Perez Callaved
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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