Texty: Kandles At Nine. Drive.

Pump up the demon i?m inhaling my virtue
viewer discretion the intent is to groove you
ride the wavelength shake the foundation
total chaos makes pain recreation
point the weapon in any direction
blood pounding circuits acceleration
can you taste it
can you touch it
do you need it
do you feel it
drive
can you taste it
can you touch it
do you need it
do you feel it
drive
push out the power break out the hardware
convert the madness won?t you take us there
smoke the rhythm overloading the freak show
neurotic city slip siding the psycho