Lone Road
My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult - Death Threat
Who's blood is on the wall
And who's blood is on the door?
Who's hands are on the gun?
Who's body's on the floor?
Who's blood is on the wall
And who's blood is on the door?
Who's hands are on the gun?
Who's body's on the floor?
I feel like a windshield smashed in a bus car crash
and it's smash and crash…
You're running all alone.
The streets are your own.
You're running all alone.
Victim of a violent society of lies!
Victim of a violent society of lies!
Victim of a violent society of lies!
Victim of a violent society of lies!
I feel like a windshield smashed in a bus car crash
and it's smash and crash…
You're running all alone.
The streets are your own.
You're running all alone.
Relax 'cuz you're ridin' on the freeway…