Warp Speed With Aliens
Turn the key, hit the gas
Leave your worry in the past
My body bag in your back seat
And excuses six feet deep
Hit the road, run the red light
Make a scene, act impolite
A new level, but the same ol' devil
Full throttle, put the pedal to the metal
The pulsing red, white, blue light
Regret is stalking tonight
The panic and paranoia
Seductive Casanova
Who put my body in the bag
Call me Jekyll, Mr. Hyde
Chloroform polluted gag
You can run boy, but you can't hide
Karmas pissed, the die is cast
Off the cliff and through the glass
Is it just me or does it feel like the end is near
Let's call in an Easy Victor and get the heck out of here
Pull my spirit from the wreckage
Mental strain and perennial damage
Sifting through the thick debris
Of withered thoughts corrupting me
Hopefully there's something here
Still of value preserved and pure
An ancient relic of bygone days
A younger heart un-grieved by pains
If I could change the path of history
I'd save this child from my iniquity
A wasted life spent and missed
Hurdling headlong into the abyss
Where finite grains of time are doomed
Bled out from a gaping wound
I'd scream with throat bloody and soul bare
But I doubt that you would listen
And if I'm being honest
I don't think that I would care
(Hey Hey Hey Hey)
If the past climbs in your bed
(Hell Yeah)
Focus on the road ahead
(Hell Yeah)
Let the dead bury the dead
(Hell Yeah)
Come with me if you want to shred
If the past climbs in your bed
(Hell Yeah)
Focus on the road ahead
(Hell Yeah)
Let the dead bury the dead
(Hell Yeah)
Come with me if you want to shred
Stand your ground when smoke is thick
(Hell Yeah)
Hellfire burning, come what may
Nothing good ever grows quick
(No way)
Rome wasn't built in a day
Our mistakes and bad choices
Whispering with anxious voices
O' body bag please help me to sleep
When I end up six feet deep
Leave your worry in the past
My body bag in your back seat
And excuses six feet deep
Hit the road, run the red light
Make a scene, act impolite
A new level, but the same ol' devil
Full throttle, put the pedal to the metal
The pulsing red, white, blue light
Regret is stalking tonight
The panic and paranoia
Seductive Casanova
Who put my body in the bag
Call me Jekyll, Mr. Hyde
Chloroform polluted gag
You can run boy, but you can't hide
Karmas pissed, the die is cast
Off the cliff and through the glass
Is it just me or does it feel like the end is near
Let's call in an Easy Victor and get the heck out of here
Pull my spirit from the wreckage
Mental strain and perennial damage
Sifting through the thick debris
Of withered thoughts corrupting me
Hopefully there's something here
Still of value preserved and pure
An ancient relic of bygone days
A younger heart un-grieved by pains
If I could change the path of history
I'd save this child from my iniquity
A wasted life spent and missed
Hurdling headlong into the abyss
Where finite grains of time are doomed
Bled out from a gaping wound
I'd scream with throat bloody and soul bare
But I doubt that you would listen
And if I'm being honest
I don't think that I would care
(Hey Hey Hey Hey)
If the past climbs in your bed
(Hell Yeah)
Focus on the road ahead
(Hell Yeah)
Let the dead bury the dead
(Hell Yeah)
Come with me if you want to shred
If the past climbs in your bed
(Hell Yeah)
Focus on the road ahead
(Hell Yeah)
Let the dead bury the dead
(Hell Yeah)
Come with me if you want to shred
Stand your ground when smoke is thick
(Hell Yeah)
Hellfire burning, come what may
Nothing good ever grows quick
(No way)
Rome wasn't built in a day
Our mistakes and bad choices
Whispering with anxious voices
O' body bag please help me to sleep
When I end up six feet deep
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Bates
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