Butcher Babies

Backstreets Of Tennessee
Let it RIP Burn it out before I lose my grip I need my fucking medicine It's a fucking ride you wont forget Don't you worry dear Don't worry cause these streets are dark and deep It's a promise I keep, you'll bleed The last mile you'll forever sleep Fear on four wheels Let it RIP Burn it out before I lose my grip Tail the back streets of Tennessee That's where I feed Kick and scream Do you feel it Do ya feel it it it it Now burn it out Ya baby, fucking dead to me Don't even try to fucking kick and scream Hell on four wheels Fifty fifty shot dead Dragged behind my rising 'stang Letras de cancionesFeeds me I-40 gonna make you sing Feeds me Let it RIP Burn it out before I lose my grip Tail the back streets of Tennessee That's where I feed Kick and scream Do you feel it Do ya feel it it it it Now burn it out Concrete Under your knees Let it rip In Tennessee Oh It's fear on four wheels Oh It's fear on four wheels Let it RIP Burn it out before I lose my grip Tail the back streets of Tennessee That's where I feed Kick and scream Do you feel it Do ya feel it it it it Now burn it out Concrete Under your knees Let it rip In Tennessee Oh It's fear on four wheels Oh Fear on four wheels From Letras Mania