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I got washed up on an island in Memphis I got wasted in a Longbeach bungalow I took out your assassins on a plateau drunk with poison I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love You got lipstick, you got velvet, you got nitrous You've got the symbol of the devil on your glove I got one too many vices, you've got two too many charms I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love I'm full-flame butane fire (you got me leaping through the flames of madness) I'm eight-lane Road rage driver (I'm a wolf for you) And every night's a full moon We've stolen the plans for the future We've destabilized the government of love We're safer not together We're lethal when apart We're hell bent on doing the things we love We're hell bent on doing the things we love We're hell bent on doing the things we love Letras de cancionesI'm full-flame butane fire (you got me leaping through the flames of madness) I'm eight-lane Road rage driver (I'm a wolf for you) And every night's a full moon From Letras Mania