Bass Drum of Death - Swerving

I see the world for the taking
Hold tight we'll sort it out
Cut a rug ice breaking
Find time to wait around
Everyone seems shaky
Knocked knees they all surround
I know that what I'm saying
Sounds strange when said aloud

Black glove accelerator
Now I'm stuck careening down that road
If you want I'll take it slow
I'm always swerving from my lane

I'll meet you there
When there's no end in your cup
There's no magic carpet
Never mind I'll still rip it up

Black glove accelerator
Now I'm stuck careening down that road
If you want I'll take it slow
I'm always swerving from my lane

From my lane
From my lane
From my lane

Where were you sitting when the roof caved in
What was I missing when the roof caved in
Where were you sitting when the roof caved in
What was I missing when the roof caved in

Black glove accelerator
Now I'm stuck careening down that road

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Bass Drum of Death

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