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
The out-of-controller
The night-time rider

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!