Can't see anything around (break zone) Can only hear the sound of my skin Blazing to the ground (asphalt) Becoming part of the road My love is mauled savouring tar by my side because I'm an adrenaline junkie Her gas is alcohol (get drunk) That feeds the gears of my disease Breaks out of control (Drugs make) me drive faster than death Hangover guides all the miles I get through, She Roars like a hell's whore The end of my road has come Windshield's sight's aiming to the target Beautiful massacre, that wedding Hostile guest Wild stampede runs over your bones Razors' edge ripped out your throats Overdrive to slaughter Skids on highway Hot Wheels Wild stampede runs over your bones Razors' edge ripped out your throats Overdrive to slaughter Skids and gasoline Wild stampede runs over your bones Razors' edge ripped out your throats Overdrive to slaughter Skids of my Hot Wheels