Electric Brain

Come on, it's getting late
There's no time to regret
The decision is made
On the road once again

It's probably a mistake
But I don't think there's anything worse
Can't stand being a slave
Of those people how shitting on me

Rock playing!

I have my gun
And my pocket full of bullets
I am ready for action yeah
We are not far
Just a little more
Oh yes baby
Waiting to get home

Pull the trigger
Think no more
Air of freedom
I can feel it in my bones

I feel sirens on my nape
They are hot on my heels
There's no time to think
I leave everything to chance

I turn off the lights, I hit the gas
The adrenaline hits already
I feel the pain, I feel pleasure
It is impossible to stop now

Toward nowhere



Credits
Writer(s): Agustin Mendez
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