Ride کے بول

Doesn't know what to do anymore Jesus makes love to the spike A trick for a fix and feeling so sick Just can't seem to get right Once he was the king of his world A world without any order Sold it all without thinking twice Just for a spoonful of water Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Ceremonious ritual Raising of the veins Always early and feeling so late Waving goodbye to the rain Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Slowly scratching away at the world Fearless when he is stoned Obsessed by dreams of what could've been Trapped in his kingdom alone Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you