16 - Lane Splitter

The throttle sticks you swerve, with inches to spare
Bugs in your teeth, you feel the heat, don't tense up
made my choices, bloods in the gutter

Lane splinter
Delivered
Your bones are fucking splinters

Lane splinter
Consider That
you'll never walk again

tires screeching, shortcuts keep you bleeding
Roll the dice and the needle to freedom
your mistakes made too late to hit the brakes


In the blink of an eye, you could have just waited in line, don't you try and pretend, that this was worth it in the end

Now you are laying there waiting to be saved
by the paramedic making minimum wage.

Written by:
ALEXANDER SHUSTER, ROBERT FERRY

Publisher:
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