Texty: Hot Rod Circuit. Riding A Low.

Feels like I'm riding a low
seem I've run out of road
feels like I'm running on a low
seems I've lost control

Never gonna get through this if I don't try
and you know I'm losing my grip
my train of thought
my mind
wish I could die

Feels like I'm riding a low
I've got nowhere to go
feels like a hole in my soul
seems I lost control

No one can erase this sour taste
I got from you
No one can replace our ever embrace
the things you do