A slick on the tarmac, a corner from nowhere
the needle's touching ninety
and I don't want to hurry you (don't want to hurry you)
and the road hits the roof as the car turns over
I watch you going backwards
and the seal of your life now lays there broken.
And it feels like a miracle
tonight I watch you going backwards
and the glass in your lap, and the glass in your face lies
glinting in red
and the road hits the roof as the car turns over
I watch you going backwards
and my hand comes away from the back of your head
glinting in red
To see you stand and take my hand
would have to be a miracle
You're laying still beside the wheel
so twisted it's impossible
I wait for you to tell me that it's all been
just another dream
but how can you tell, when it's so true
true
how can you tell when it's so red?
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Bright lights, wild nights,
let's tear this shit apart!
pass me another and it'll make everything alright.
We never stop,
we never sleep,
we just keep on running!
We're gonna hit the party,
so roll out that fucking carpet!
But it's not red enough,
and it's not long enough,
it will never be enough!
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