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About two tonnes, an S90 weighs
Honestly, a thing off absolute beauty, I must say
The perfume of petrol peppers the air
Revolutions reverberate and resonate inside my face
Handbrake, drift, cliff-side, spinal break
One too many pints equates to one too many Irish wakes
Fantasised expressions of horror mouth wide, agape
Affixed to the final crown of dazzled spectators that I amazed
Fragments of chromium dash components, crushed, fly through space
As glass again return to state of sand that defines it's primal state
The thousands of countless hours I pushed down and tried to erase
Praying for death only to have it hit me back with a tidal wave
It still kind of stands up on its own legs as a nice cliche
Falling in love with defying fate can come with a hefty price to pay
Time to die today Time to let go and be whisked away
Only to be met with the end in sights delightful gaze
Hot summer pavement in July Body: Left side is scraped
Intertwined with fate, trapped in the wreckage, never tried to escape
The prized final bile choke, fluid leak, glued to seat
The scent of the rising vinyl smoke, as the rest is vaporised away
In a perpetual state of indifference peace, in a kind of way
All of my hubris, pride and angst as I see it now in hindsight, fades
It's as easy as night and day, the value of the void just might outweigh
What it's like to be stuck on a planet of people all crammed up inside such a tiny space
When I looks t it all for what it was, realistically, I was amazed
A waste of talent, spent, when I could have been practicing my cries of pain
The last bit of humanity that I had left to give
Trapped in-between these two pieces of shrapnel lodged inside my brain
Going out with balled fists, pissed, in a state of just visceral anger
I just want to be pronounced dead on the scene Lord, please, not a cliff-hanger
Arms shattered from the wrist angle Prime example of a risk-taker
Out of clicks on the inhaler with his own music in the disc-changer
Collision, force, impact, all cult an interesting testament to nature
A deep obsession with vehicular danger A very odd, specific behaviour
Left on a sour note with a major, astringent and bitter flavour
Too obscure for these stupid poor and normal folk to read about it in the paper
Skin on the pavement, the bits of his bones on the side of his road, that's a mess
Watch em blame it on me, am I shameless cause I couldn't care
About someone you love going brainless, Im stainless
It wasn't me When you're dead on the road be buzzing me
It's the smell on the road where the buzzards be
I could bottle it up, cause it comfort me, you suffer me
How could I function, a second, a moment
I don't see no darkness, my lids only closing and showing me
Pictures of humans in pieces with fragments of metal inside them like reeses, I think I'm sick
Life is a snake and its gonna hiss That's a warning you'll take and a shot you'll miss
You the reason I'm driving up off a cliff, when I'm off the cliff?
My body looks like a match getting struck up, the nerves in your skin take a bath when they're cut-up
The bath is a pool full of agony, shut up and pick up my pieces, well start body-bagging me
