Out Of Line - Crashdïet

Got ya share of nuthin' stukk with nuthin'

Your mind idle, can’t get the sleep

The ground is shakin' and you wanna land fast

You’re out of function lyin' flat on the street

Always gotta be the first in 'da line

A play with death to be no.

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Cruzin' with the boys in the trashed part of town

Raise my lust of madness when I’m feelin' down

Drinks are flown'

My heart is blowing'

Another night in another town

Ooh, I love the taste of cyanide

Ooh, how I love to feel it burn inside

I’m on the hour and I’ve been there for a long time

But somehow I feel like I’m fading out of line

Hang around in the pit of my lair

I levitate, gotta get outta here

I’m born a rebel with 'da neck in the noose

They never tame me, can’t change what I do