At Full Speed Songtext
von Polemic
At Full Speed Songtext
My life is rolling like the wheel
I′ve got no time to use the brake
I prefer own style at full speed
I'm looking forward to next day
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
This kind of life is like the dance
Of naked feet on broken glass
Everyone says it′ll kill me once
Maybe then I'm satisfied
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
I′ve got no time to use the brake
I prefer own style at full speed
I'm looking forward to next day
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
This kind of life is like the dance
Of naked feet on broken glass
Everyone says it′ll kill me once
Maybe then I'm satisfied
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
BPM one eight o
The blood attacks the boiling point
The man who wants to slow down
Has no chance to survive
Writer(s): Peter Opet, Marek Hatar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com