Текст песни
You ...you pack your suitcase with all your friends.
It's nuthin...nuthin but a pack of gum and cigarettes.
You're rolling down the window to feel the breeze.
To make you all feel that you’re all fucking kings and queens
Listening for the radio song that never plays
Blood on your hands and you’re on your way.
Is it me you’re on? Is it me that gets you high?
Three more steps ….Three more steps to the edge of this little world
While you’re holding onto the arm of your little girl.
Three more lies .Three more lies to the seven deadly sins.
You’ve got the drive, let’s take a spin
You can’t shake the taste of raspberry lips.
You’ve got your poison; take a trip.
Is it me that you’re on? Is it me that gets you high?