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Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
Your final flight cant be delayed

No earth, just sky its so surreal
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene

Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes

When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?

Im standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style

And for far as I can see
Ten twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene

Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes

When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?

Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes

When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone?

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Your knuckles whiten on the wheel 
The last thing that your hands will feel 
Your final flight cant be delayed 
 
No earth, just sky its so surreal 
Your pink fat lips let go a scream 
You fry and melt I love the scene 
 
Sometimes I fantasise 
When the streets are cold and lonely 
And the cars they burn below me 
Dont these times fill your eyes 
 
When the streets are cold and lonely 
And the cars they burn below me 
Are you all alone 
Is anybody home?  
 
Im standing warm against the cold 
Now that the flames have taken hold 
At least you left your life in style 
 
And for far as I can see 
Ten twisted grills grin back at me 
Bad money dies I love the scene 
 
Sometimes I fantasise 
When the streets are cold and lonely 
And the cars they burn below me 
Dont these times fill your eyes 
 
When the streets are cold and lonely 
And the cars they burn below me 
Are you all alone 
Is anybody home?  
 
Sometimes I fantasise 
When the streets are cold and lonely 
And the cars they burn below me 
Dont these times fill your eyes 
 
When the streets are cold and lonely 
And the cars they burn below me 
Are you all alone 
Are you made of stone?

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