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
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