Ghost Ride (Variation 5)

Late bus rattling on a cold

track

Air brakes hiss,

my heart drops low

Heavy boots stepping on the cold

ash

Precinct promises turn straight to trash

Suit tailor-made but the ghost still

stays Sitting on the rear bench

counting down days Flash from the

alleyway, frost run deep Leather jacket

pulled tight against the freeze Brothers

lost touch, now I choke on

the breeze Soldier on the corner

with a box full of pain

Told us we were kings,

now we drown in the rain

Battle me,

don't meddle All metal,

waiting for the dust in my

head to settle Badge gave a

word that they broke next week

Tires spin slick on the ice

below

Screaming in the night 'til the

glass all breaks Pay for every

single bad choice he makes Code

block king in a ghost town

ride

Nowhere left for a boss to

hide Bang,

burn it down

We don't bow down to the

cold gray sky

Stare out the glass at the

vacant street

Leather gloves tight while I grip

my seat

Built an empire right out the

mud

Every single dollar got covered in

mud Pressure, pressure building up Whisper

me in sleep,

trapped in the echo of a

dark past Badge promised peace but

they brought more war

Left my whole crew knocking on

the floor Push for gold,

can't warm this frost Counting up

the cash,

weighing up the cost Steel wheels

grinding on the midnight line

Ain't no turning back for a

life like mine

Keep my chin high while the

brakes scream loud Rider on the

bench with a heavy outline

Screaming in the night 'til the

glass all breaks Pay for every

single bad choice he makes Code

block king in a ghost town

ride

Nowhere left for a boss to

hide Bang,

burn it down

We don't bow down to the

cold gray sky Air brakes blow one last time

Cold ash drifting on my coat

Still standing tall

King of the ghost ride