Suicide Machine

[Intro] Gasoline A big death machine Well this whole damn scene can go and get fucked Do you know what I mean? I'm fuckin' Steve McQueen So, how about a bad bitch to keep your chin tucked? [Chorus] Yeah, I'm a suicide machine The rock-and-roller The out-of-controller The night-time rider [Verse 1] Somebody hold my coat I'm gonna rip some coke And if I'm lucky it might just wake me up 'Cause I'm wide asleep Tanning under the moon Next to a can of Modelo filled with cigarette butts [Chorus] Yeah, I'm a suicide machine The rock-and-roller Thе out-of-controller The night-time ridеr Yeah, there's nothing left between my ears I have no fears Just lots of fucked up dreams Of haunted memories There's nothing left for me I tried so hard to believe In love, ahaha! [Guitar Solo] [Outro] There's nothing left for me Beyond these broken dreams And haunted memories And gasoline Yeah, gasoline!