Now you and me, we're skidding out of control
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It's like i dont wanna believe this time we might be losing our souls
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We've got to slam on our coaster brakes
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And pick our brains from the road
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It's time the heat killed the cold
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Now you've got me feeling rough
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When i just wanna be smooth
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You can get back up to heaven, but ive got nothing to prove
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You've gotta just keep this tyre and this groove
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And you me, we're skidding out of control
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It's like i dont wanna believe this time we might be losing our souls
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We've got to slam on our coaster brakes
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And pick our brains from the road
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It's time the heat killed the cold
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...
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Now forget about the troubles, and forget about the cost
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We're gonna take this ... of wheels and rev it up just one more time
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Now its funny to remember how i used to need it all
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Now i know this power dream machine is never gonna stall
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This super flying motorcycle's gonna take it straight through the wall
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And we'll recover it all
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Yeah you and me, we're skidding out of control
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It's like i dont wanna believe this time we might be losing our souls
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We've got to slam on our coaster brakes
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And pick our brains from the road
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It's time the heat killed the cold
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Skidding out of control
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| Badly Drawn boy |
