Smoke and Spin

Cracked asphalt on a dead-end road

Gasoline runs through my heavy soul

Spin the wheels till the world goes black

Leave the smoke, and never look back (ahhh)

Got a spark in the wire

Got a heart made of fire

We are the burnouts rising up today

Burning rubber, washing doubts away

Let the friction tear it to the bone

On this highway, we are not alone (yeah)

White lines fading under midnight skies

Nothing left but our compromised eyes

Tear the treads till they scream in pain

Wash our sins in a gasoline rain

We spin in circles To find our way straight

We burn the clock out Before it gets too late

We are the burnouts Just fading away

Into the grey

(fade away...)