CRASH!
CRASH!
I got police cars after me
I got choppers in the sky looking down at me
And I'm getting broadcast to the TV screen
I can do anything I want
Cause i'm
Trilogy
Cause i'm
Trilogy
Going 100 in a 60
With friends in the back seat
They're screaming at me but the world going by me
Arms are too heavy, living while starving
Sometimes i get so dizzy
It feels like Im not the one steering
They don't care about you
They don't care about you
They only care after you crash
After you loose your life like that
Cause then they have to clean up your mess
Then they have to clean up your mess
Cause then they have to clean up your mess
I'm a robot
Please give me purpose
I'll kill whomever
Just give me coordinates
They say I ain't got merit
But I don't care about it
Crash so hard
Just like another diet
They sit in their big trucks
Speeding down the road, running over shells
Thought a world that they never care to notice
They should rot in hell with their mullets hard rock radio
That's a bar
They don't care about you
They don't care about you
They created a world so hopeless
Then put a gun on top of the fridge
And blame you for trying to take yourself out of it
Anywhere five minutes faster
Get in
I got police cars after me
I got choppers in the sky looking down at me
And I'm getting broadcast to the TV screen
I can do anything I want
Cause i'm
Trilogy
Cause i'm
Trilogy
Going 100 in a 60
With friends in the back seat
They're screaming at me but the world going by me
Arms are too heavy, living while starving
Sometimes i get so dizzy
It feels like Im not the one steering
They don't care about you
They don't care about you
They only care after you crash
After you loose your life like that
Cause then they have to clean up your mess
Then they have to clean up your mess
Cause then they have to clean up your mess
I'm a robot
Please give me purpose
I'll kill whomever
Just give me coordinates
They say I ain't got merit
But I don't care about it
Crash so hard
Just like another diet
They sit in their big trucks
Speeding down the road, running over shells
Thought a world that they never care to notice
They should rot in hell with their mullets hard rock radio
That's a bar
They don't care about you
They don't care about you
They created a world so hopeless
Then put a gun on top of the fridge
And blame you for trying to take yourself out of it
Anywhere five minutes faster
Get in
Credits
Writer(s): Lua Roach
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
- 100 SECONDS TO MIDNIGHT!
- SING!
- CRASH!
- LIAR!
- SUNSET/NIGHTS/SUNRISE!
- FREAKS!
- I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!/I JUST WANT TO RIP MY HEART OUT OF MY FUCKING CHEST AND GIVE IT TO YOU!
- ILY! (s note)
- DROVES (it all boils over)!
- GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!
All Album Tracks: I JUST WANT TO RIP MY HEART OUT OF MY CHEST AND GIVE IT TO YOU TO KEEP! >
Altri album
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