Butcher Priest - Blood on the Windshield Тексты

Blood on the windshield
There's bones in my grill
There's brains in my tire tread
And guts on my wheel
My mind is a racin'
But I can't stop now
All four wheels-a-rollin'
Ain't no sign of slowin' down

I know you're the only one
That I'm thinkin' about tonight
You were the first one to die
Since you are the only one
That's still on my mind
You will be the first one tonight

Blood on the windshield
Her body's in the bed
A symphony of memories
Is runnin' through my head
She looked so pretty
In that pure, white dress
Until the blood from her face
Went and turned it a crimson red

I know you're the only one
That I'm thinkin' about tonight
You were the first one to die
Since you are the only one
That's still on my mind
You will be the first one tonight
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