Murdermile

Murdermile

This ain´t murdermile, that´s just the way I smile.
You´re like hot oil, got your roots down in a fire.
Spitting shit like a tire.
Got your foot down and your mind down, to it´s last little wire.

Come on. Come on.
It´s a train wreck.
You got me on the wrong track honey.
It´s a train wreck.
You got me on the wrong track honey.
It´s piling up one by one.
You look bluer.
Do your do or die.
But I ain´t pull or push that pin in your side.
A body spilt in doesn´t know how to sleep.
A body spilt in doesn´t know how to sleep.
You´re standing on your head while you´re standing on your feet.
A body spilt in doesn´t know how to sleep.
It´s a train wreck.
You got me on the wrong track honey.
It´s a train wreck.
You got me on the wrong track honey.
It´s piling up one by one.
This ain´t murdermile, that´s just the way I smile.
You´re like hot oil, got your roots down in a fire.
Spitting shit like a tire.
Got your foot down and your mind down, to it´s last little wire.

It´s a train wreck.
It´s piling up one by one.
It´s a train wreck.
It´s piling up one by one.
It´s a train wreck.
You got me on the wrong track honey.
It´s piling up one by one