It's Time to tell this tale old friend
My story book
Started to break and bend
Ain't nobody asking me
If I want to make Amends
I guess this means
That we're nearing the End...
I'm running down
Got shaken from Speed
Head full of visions
And the wildest of dreams
Got my window rolled down in the rain
Wash my sins away
I got my music blaring
Tell me how to live today
Got nothing to lose
My time has come
The devils coming
We've got nowhere left to run
Russian roulette
The barrels got no mercy left to lend
I guess this means
That we're nearing the end
I'm running down
Got shaken from Speed
Head full of visions
And the wildest of dreams
Radio record
Man it's blaring out the sound
If this is the end
Then there's only one way i'm going down