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Jag har hittat några
In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
`cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Together we could break this trap
Well run till we drop, baby well never go back
The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybodys out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide
Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
`cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Together we could break this trap
Well run till we drop, baby well never go back
The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybodys out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide
Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
Ge mig sommar, ge mig festival.
Ge mig stora tröjor, trassligt hår och prickigt sommarskinn
och solglasögon i alla former.
Ge mig stora tröjor, trassligt hår och prickigt sommarskinn
och solglasögon i alla former.
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