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Turn up the vision scale
A bold spot in the vegetation
A lost race
Dynasty
Emergency in the power room
Main tube couplings blew
Injector valves
phenomenal
Let me self-empower you
When you're down and they're tryin' to clown the fuck out of you
When you feel like you're runnin' out of fuel
I'll
a job, and money in the bank
The way forward seems clear, there's fuel in your tank
When you're constantly asked to give more for less
When it's no longer
shuttle now on internal power
Liquid oxygen and liquid hydrogen fill and draining valves are closed
Saw the rocket booster flight data recorders are
You are the fuel
that explode inside my veins
you are the bursting fluid
that lubricates my thoughts
riding on your dangerous curves
i’m losing my
two miles away
A valve jammed open and the holding tanks blew
And the leak spread for miles around.
With a bubble of hydrogen trapped under the dome
understand why
Why should I be clean, refined fuel for the machine of someone
As I speak the way I feel, I see paint in their meal, lost seals
Like
that shakes
The endless empty gaslight tanks
Coolant bakes, the engine aches
The faulty valve for fuel intake
The oil escapes and the rotors quake
paying off
All my ambitions I gave it up
I chased my heart and now I just think for what
Its that feeling in the gut
That fuel the thrill and got me
valve
Round and round, drifting so hard
Nitro pump, digging your grave
Slam the brakes, scythe on your neck
Driving on a fast lane
Driving on a fast lane
tanks are crushed up
In the loading bay
You better be breathing better than ever
My lung's choking
A hard side-rim of long poles and gold valves
Crushing
Smell of unleaded fuel
Scent of motor-oil fumes
Asphalt kissing the tires
As engine is setted on a fire
Thunder strike electric veins
overtime
Gonna line you up and prime you up
Make you run so fine
Lift the hood if you know what's good
I want to spark the gap
Fuel injection - no
metabolizes reality,
To fuel these dirty delusions!
You're leading me to these conclusions!
The organs exploding, in my torso!
Like a series of city blocks,
up in hell to run so fast
When the sound of metal raises
When the smoking valves make a din
Fuel and oil are my blood
The law is over I'm out
If
in hell to run so fast
When the sound of metal raises
When the smoking valves make a pin
Fuel and oil are my blood
The law is over, I'm out
If you
to run so fast
When the sound of metal raises
When the smoking valves make a din
Fuel and oil are my blood
The law is over I'm out
If you want to stop
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