Dead End کے بول

For the last time, drop the kit to the floor Hit the last line, scramble in the car door Just a past life, no more Say goodbye to any chance you knew before Keep the speed low, don't want the 5-0 Backstreets, stay driving with the lights off Fair fight, they ain't leaving with they life though For him, D's just another fuckin' John Doe For the fake names signed on the clipboard For the base heads passing out on floors For the locks they don't check on their doors For the nights awake for thinking nothing but horror Cruising in silence, the violence Relentless and endless, it play on his mind No matter how fast that he driving, no hiding When every stranger could be your demise, so For a last time, that's all Roll out with the foot to the floor Almost feel just as good as it did before Tell himself that it's just one more No it's not the last time