Paroles de Killer Carousel

Complain? You’re insane Your stings rank above the impossible My instinct's to flip you off And reign supreme like a son of a gun, a son of a gun Yesterday ain’t a mile away so you can sit behind your mask And point the finger of blame, I can see through your brain So welcome to the night you’ll be proved wrong I want it, I feel it, I’m giving it all I want it, I need it, get back to the core I want it, I feel it, I’m giving it all I want it, I need it, going back to the core I took a trip today, looking at the world in a different way I travelled time today at 88 miles an hour He’s a hero, double zero Double 8’s just the make of the man Miles per hour, your taste is sour The only way is gettin back on the horse and running to the top of the hill He’s a hero, double zero Double 8’s just the make of the man Miles per hour, your taste is sour The only way is getting back on the horse And running to the top of the hill I want it, I feel it, I’m giving it all I want it, I need it, get back to the core I want it, I feel it, I’m giving it all I want it, I need it, going back to the core