Haywire - The Obsessed

From San Diego to the Lone Star state

From Hollyweird to the Pearly Gates

A junk yard screaming

Lost soul’s single voice

Took the gamble took the chances

Made the choice

Sweating ether

My spinning mind is sweating cold

Sweet panhead magic carpet flying bold

The road beneath us

Is the rainbow’s pot of gold

Ticket to freedom

Any price but my soul

Life is living true living is free

Ain’t got no dollar sign Tattooed on me

Solo shouting in my own heaven’s choir

Ridin' through on a world gone haywire

Achieving victory, losing hair losing teeth

Food for thought

When you’re lying around on Hell’s Beach

Broken bones, busted knuckles Twisted face

Running forever I ain’t losin' my own race

Life is living true living is free

Ain’t got no dollar sign Tattooed on me

Solo shouting in my own heaven’s choir

Ridin' through on a world gone haywire