Self destruction, something i know about
Give me a screwdriver, i won't take you home
Yeah, you're cute, but i'd like to be alone
You can have my number, i won't answer the phone
'cause i am the motorgirl
I'll spit on your grave
Self destruction, something i know about,
I don't need advices, vodka is my fuel
I'm not feeling sick and i don't fear death
When i hear the call i will crash into hell
'cause i am the motorgirl
I'll spit on your grave