Backseat Driver — текст песни (D I)

Death rates - 89
Tried so hard to die
Hide in the corners of the mind
From all corners start to fight
How, how did I get on this crazy ride
Ride
The engine screams running red
Maybe I`d be better off dead
Kiss the metal kiss the floor
Smash the windows and break the door
Goin` mad, goin` mad
Breakin` laws, never sad
Havin` fun far and near
Runnin` hard I`m filled with fear
How do I get off this crazy ride
Johnny`s first D.U.I.
The insurance rates will sky
We`re so fortunate that no one was killed
But ya know Daddy`s gonna sport the bill, back in the road
How do I get off this crazy ride
Checkpoint number 5 they`re gonna analyze your eyes
Could be you see
My license, my life, my license, my life and me
I`m a backseat driver...