Texty: Morcheeba. Crimson.

On the roadside by the wreckage
With my head in my hands
Wish I'd never got your message
Felt too late to change your plans

I can smell the Goodyears burning
And it won't fade away
Windscreen broken, you're bleeding
Rolling action replay

Hell bound, hopeless for you
Nothing left to hold on to
Hell bound, helpless, it's true
It's crimson crystal view

There's wild berries in the hedgerow
All I need is a drink
Got to soothe my shattered senses
Please forgive me, time to think

Down the dusty trails of treason
Lies a dangerous game, there's a danger
Sunshine suicide survivor
Wasted angel, numb with pain, so wasted

Hell bound, hopeless for you
Nothing left to hold on to
Hell bound, helpless, it's true
It's crimson crystal view

Hell bound, hopeless for you
Nothing left to hold on to
Hell bound, helpless, it's true
It's crimson crystal view

Hell bound, hopeless for you
Hell bound, hopeless for you
Hell bound, hopeless for you
Hell bound, hopeless for you