Trigger pen click bullet thrases, cutting lasers Time bombing tick, slashing throats on concrete pages Fuel set to explode, major panic make a train
to fill this empty hole with fuel of my soul Let's start to roll... Hundred long nights, won't close my eyes Start to fill this empty hole with fuel
couch Isn't it funny, that the god that's supposed to bring us together Tore us apart, and now you're gone forever I still can feel the rocket fuel,
feels so good Your arm in mine here near midnight and it feels so right Girls and the boys chase down running hot tonight Running down the ready fuels
it all Beneath all get out Beneath the good and the kind and the stupid and the cruel There's a fire just waiting for fuel
Just another boy fueled by the revolution, Just another unlucky soul left for you to tread on, Just another one living in this mass confusion, Just another
Kill In for the kill Do what you will Attack Stabbed in the back The whip starts to crack Revenge Oh, sweet revenge Time to avenge Fuel for the fire Fuel
Ahhh, yeah(country blood, country blood, blood, Southern blood, southern blood, southern blood) I was born with this here, ain't nobody gon' take
Shit go out to all my muhfuckin' niggas'' Got nothing but love for ya' playa' (Ungh) You come to fuck wit' one you came to fuck wit' all You come
The horn howls like the hounds of hell Got demons in the backseat ringing those bells Fuel and fire got no place to hide I ride the lightening and I never die Fuel
turn me into fuel for the fire Life's a mistake, filled with psychical pain There's no escape we're leaving today I'm just fuel for fire Enter the
of all but drive Undressed by betrayal Zero tolerance for the souldead Wish I was the violence, inflicted upon you Fuel for Hatred, air raid siren
I won't give in, I won't back down No matter what you say my heart carries the truth Whatever you say fuels my engine And every action you take is the
our feet We're running out of the fuel It's hard to find like jewel We're running out of the fuel Black fuel's the master making rules Black fuel controls
Little piece by little piece I trap you down on your knees Deeper and deeper again You call on me, you need me Call on me again, call on me Anyway you
Dive into your angel heart You gotta push it away kick it real hard But don't let it be Do whatever you do to feel free And if they don't understand
Wake up the sun's arise Out here it's do or die Live in the mountain holes Defend the ground of your territory Born in the age of stones Rot away flesh
