Your knuckles whiten on the wheel<br />
The last thing that your hands will feel<br />
your final flight can't be delayed<br />
<br />
No land just sky it's so serene<br />
Your pink fat lips let go a scream<br />
You fry and melt I love the scene<br />
<br />
Sometimes I<br />
Fantasize<br />
When the streets are cold and lonely<br />
And the cars they burn below me<br />
Don't these times<br />
Fill your eyes<br />
When the streets are cold and lonely<br />
And the cars they burn below me<br />
Are you all alone<br />
Is anybody home<br />
<br />
I'm standing warm against the cold<br />
Now that the flames have taken hold<br />
At least you left your life in style<br />
<br />
And for as far as I can see<br />
Tin twisted grills grin back at me<br />
Bad money dies<br />
I love the scene<br />
<br />
Sometimes I<br />
Fantasize<br />
When the streets are cold and lonely<br />
And the cars they burn below me<br />
Don't these times<br />
Fill your eyes<br />
When the streets are cold and lonely<br />
And the cars they burn below me<br />
Are you all alone<br />
Is anybody home<br />
<br />
Sometimes I<br />
Fantasize<br />
When the streets are cold and lonely<br />
And the cars they burn below me<br />
Don't these times<br />
Fill your eyes<br />
When the streets are cold and lonely<br />
And the cars they burn below me<br />
Are you all alone<br />
Are you made of stone

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