Look at all the traffic
Look at all them scars
A crash was all that started
The jam that made them stars
Look at all them scars
A crash was all that started
The jam that made them stars
Curiosity is going slowly
Tragedy is driving wild
The taste of blood seems holy
Wondering how many died
Adrenaline is pumping
Fire in the veins
Oil and blood is boiling
Burning up this lane
Get up on the sidewalk, baby
You can’t hear the sirens, maybe
Get up on the sidewalk, baby
You can’t hear the sirens, maybe
The crowd is silent
Not much to say
Seems that they’ve frozen
And can’t walk away
Adrenaline is pumping
Fire in the veins
Oil and blood is boiling
Burning up this lane
Get up on the sidewalk, baby
You can’t hear the sirens, maybe
Get up on the sidewalk, baby
You can’t hear the sirens, maybe
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