Pulse کے بول

The picture on the dashboard pulling you on Every season and time zone, depth and direction You keep that old engine burning Until you run out of road Lay down on the dead rails, steel bones Feel the spine of the monster, its distant pulse It's just your imagination, that's taking its toll Seeing things you don't believe Don't panic now, it's natural Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah There's nothing you can't handle like a loaded gun Although there's many ways to do things To you there's only one The ending will find you unless you find it first Seeing things you don't believe Don't panic now, it's natural You will feel you're not yourself Don't panic now, it's natural Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah