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!