Eight Five - Criminal lyrics

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<b>Criminal</b> by <i>Eight Five</i><br />

Your plastic flowers

Mark the spot

On the side of the road

Your spirit hits the air

Like jumping off into the quarries cold

Metal is twisted

Firebird is lifting off of the ground

Its tires are blistered

So deeply scared of dying that we die

Oh ambulance you take your time

To take me from the scene of the crime

Often I'm left to pay to play

For the ride of my life

Oh, lady of the highway

Say your prayers for me

Cause I'm so deeply...

When I'm walking off to work

What comes to mind

With my hands in my pockets I left you lying

And now somewhere deep inside my head is the guilt

Of my imagination you know I'm

Deeply scared of dying that we die...