Testo di Bench Warrant

Once upon a halfway perfect crime I was a flight risk High on 95, top down, invincible No home and no master Switched out plates in Tampa No turning back On God's birthday My grey Chevrolet Bought me a new felony Time dissolved South Beach to Veradero White sand amnesia Laughing out both sides of my mouth There's no hell to pay when there's no tomorrow Seven nights of pleasure Collected and tucked away And when the money ran out I called my mom and told her I'd turn myself in