[Solo - Mustaine]
He said he`d try just a little bit
[Solo - Mustaine]
He didn`t want to end up like them
[Solo - Drover]
And now he blames the voices of a toothless wonder
[Solo - Mustaine]
Pounding on the door to make the next score
[Solo - Drover]
Anything for a hit, any sin to pay for it
For that next bowl, he`d sell his soul
Spiral to destruction, it`s too late to break the spell
He wants the ride to stop on the freight train straight to hell
Without the truth he`ll never find in a dungeon of his lies
His cause of death... high speed on burnt ice
[Solo - Mustaine]
Always looking at the ground, a broken, beaten man
Memories of his family are calling after him
He can hardly think, hardly walk
Phone keeps ringing, he can`t talk
With just one hit the pain would go away
But he`s dead if he does
[Solo - Drover]
[Solo - Mustaine]
[Solo - Drover]
Shadow people follow him everywhere he goes
Looking over his shoulder, the paranoia grows
[Solo - Mustaine]
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