Hot Throwaway

Hot Throwaway
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hot throwaway
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hot throwaway

Time is flashing by right through my fingers
the nights may change but it's always the same old day,
so I grab ahold of what I think might matter,
then I kick my tracks and leave the same old way
So turn it on
turn it up
turn it loose
hot throwaway
roll it up
burn it down
turn it loose
hot throwaway
When I see my face, I'm hit with a fit of laughter
looking back from two dead eyes that still don't see
when I hit the point, I know just what I'm after
with the one in front of the sun is where I'll be
So turn it on
turn it up
turn it loose
hot throwaway
roll it up
burn it down
turn it loose
hot throwaway
You got to throwaway
you got to throwaway
(SOLO)
So turn it on
turn it up
turn it loose
hot throwaway
roll it up
burn it down
turn it loose
hot throwaway
hot throwaway
hot throwaway
hot throwaway
hot throwaway
hot throwaway
hot throwaway
hot throwaway