The Wipeout Soundtrack
๐ต 1413 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:35 duration
๐ ID: 14189669
๐ Lyrics
Ya
Bring freeze in a dead car
Carcass is lying on the left floor
Minus the headscar
Rise up through the dark
Parcels in night
Like a shark fin targetting deadstop
Roadkill
Still no thrills on this park bench
Litres a half-rate
Liquor tang distill my wordplay
Words get slurred at a rate like vermin
Emerge and create my murm
Is the first day
Burn lands
Shake hands with the Wicker Man
Give your thanks
Still nose deep in the shitty gram
Magazines torn into to parcels
For oblong cocktail
Dusk racked up as the city sang
Deeper than thousands of leagues
Like bass is the amount is the TNT
By the crateload
Deviants stuck in the crime scene
Bathing the scum of the streets sides
Searching for fake gold
Dusk plus one
Gets stubbed on the tarmac
Long-druple
Rough
Burn
Chest hurts
Life in the coal mines
Lurking the piss with the demons
That's where my soul lies
Creeping on cold nights
Swallowing swords in a slipstrean
Nightmare
Night prayers
Sprint from the door of the house
Five down in the street
And DeLorean time trail
Match in the gas tank
Boom boom can't fail
I have dreams that
I'm standing alone at the steps of the next life
And my last words harness
The murderous targets missed
Before my next big breathe
Die
Split second rest
By a flaming inferno
Great lengths
Bulg in the weight of my turncoat
Tainted and turn in the fruitbowl
Taint in the fruitbowl
Wait in line to nose dive right into the wormhole
Bring freeze in a dead car
Carcass is lying on the left floor
Minus the headscar
Rise up through the dark
Parcels in night
Like a shark fin targetting deadstop
Roadkill
Still no thrills on this park bench
Litres a half-rate
Liquor tang distill my wordplay
Words get slurred at a rate like vermin
Emerge and create my murm
Is the first day
Burn lands
Shake hands with the Wicker Man
Give your thanks
Still nose deep in the shitty gram
Magazines torn into to parcels
For oblong cocktail
Dusk racked up as the city sang
Deeper than thousands of leagues
Like bass is the amount is the TNT
By the crateload
Deviants stuck in the crime scene
Bathing the scum of the streets sides
Searching for fake gold
Dusk plus one
Gets stubbed on the tarmac
Long-druple
Rough
Burn
Chest hurts
Life in the coal mines
Lurking the piss with the demons
That's where my soul lies
Creeping on cold nights
Swallowing swords in a slipstrean
Nightmare
Night prayers
Sprint from the door of the house
Five down in the street
And DeLorean time trail
Match in the gas tank
Boom boom can't fail
I have dreams that
I'm standing alone at the steps of the next life
And my last words harness
The murderous targets missed
Before my next big breathe
Die
Split second rest
By a flaming inferno
Great lengths
Bulg in the weight of my turncoat
Tainted and turn in the fruitbowl
Taint in the fruitbowl
Wait in line to nose dive right into the wormhole
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.87] Ya
[00:31.67] Bring freeze in a dead car
[00:32.53] Carcass is lying on the left floor
[00:34.40] Minus the headscar
[00:35.24] Rise up through the dark
[00:36.20] Parcels in night
[00:37.12] Like a shark fin targetting deadstop
[00:38.93] Roadkill
[00:39.84] Still no thrills on this park bench
[00:40.75] Litres a half-rate
[00:41.61] Liquor tang distill my wordplay
[00:43.46] Words get slurred at a rate like vermin
[00:45.28] Emerge and create my murm
[00:46.16] Is the first day
[00:47.09] Burn lands
[00:47.97] Shake hands with the Wicker Man
[00:48.85] Give your thanks
[00:49.78] Still nose deep in the shitty gram
[00:50.64] Magazines torn into to parcels
[00:52.42] For oblong cocktail
[00:53.32] Dusk racked up as the city sang
[00:54.28] Deeper than thousands of leagues
[00:56.07] Like bass is the amount is the TNT
[00:57.94] By the crateload
[00:58.86] Deviants stuck in the crime scene
[00:59.75] Bathing the scum of the streets sides
[01:01.54] Searching for fake gold
[01:02.40] Dusk plus one
[01:03.36] Gets stubbed on the tarmac
[01:04.22] Long-druple
[01:05.17] Rough
[01:06.03] Burn
[01:06.98] Chest hurts
[01:07.81] Life in the coal mines
[01:08.74] Lurking the piss with the demons
[01:09.62] That's where my soul lies
[01:10.51] Creeping on cold nights
[01:11.47] Swallowing swords in a slipstrean
[01:12.36] Nightmare
[01:12.55] Night prayers
[01:13.11] Sprint from the door of the house
[01:14.07] Five down in the street
[01:14.93] And DeLorean time trail
[01:15.99] Match in the gas tank
[01:16.83] Boom boom can't fail
[01:17.73] I have dreams that
[01:18.67] I'm standing alone at the steps of the next life
[01:19.59] And my last words harness
[01:22.20] The murderous targets missed
[01:23.11] Before my next big breathe
[01:24.02] Die
[01:24.92] Split second rest
[01:25.80] By a flaming inferno
[01:26.79] Great lengths
[01:27.66] Bulg in the weight of my turncoat
[01:28.56] Tainted and turn in the fruitbowl
[01:29.44] Taint in the fruitbowl
[01:30.31] Wait in line to nose dive right into the wormhole
[01:34.87]
[00:31.67] Bring freeze in a dead car
[00:32.53] Carcass is lying on the left floor
[00:34.40] Minus the headscar
[00:35.24] Rise up through the dark
[00:36.20] Parcels in night
[00:37.12] Like a shark fin targetting deadstop
[00:38.93] Roadkill
[00:39.84] Still no thrills on this park bench
[00:40.75] Litres a half-rate
[00:41.61] Liquor tang distill my wordplay
[00:43.46] Words get slurred at a rate like vermin
[00:45.28] Emerge and create my murm
[00:46.16] Is the first day
[00:47.09] Burn lands
[00:47.97] Shake hands with the Wicker Man
[00:48.85] Give your thanks
[00:49.78] Still nose deep in the shitty gram
[00:50.64] Magazines torn into to parcels
[00:52.42] For oblong cocktail
[00:53.32] Dusk racked up as the city sang
[00:54.28] Deeper than thousands of leagues
[00:56.07] Like bass is the amount is the TNT
[00:57.94] By the crateload
[00:58.86] Deviants stuck in the crime scene
[00:59.75] Bathing the scum of the streets sides
[01:01.54] Searching for fake gold
[01:02.40] Dusk plus one
[01:03.36] Gets stubbed on the tarmac
[01:04.22] Long-druple
[01:05.17] Rough
[01:06.03] Burn
[01:06.98] Chest hurts
[01:07.81] Life in the coal mines
[01:08.74] Lurking the piss with the demons
[01:09.62] That's where my soul lies
[01:10.51] Creeping on cold nights
[01:11.47] Swallowing swords in a slipstrean
[01:12.36] Nightmare
[01:12.55] Night prayers
[01:13.11] Sprint from the door of the house
[01:14.07] Five down in the street
[01:14.93] And DeLorean time trail
[01:15.99] Match in the gas tank
[01:16.83] Boom boom can't fail
[01:17.73] I have dreams that
[01:18.67] I'm standing alone at the steps of the next life
[01:19.59] And my last words harness
[01:22.20] The murderous targets missed
[01:23.11] Before my next big breathe
[01:24.02] Die
[01:24.92] Split second rest
[01:25.80] By a flaming inferno
[01:26.79] Great lengths
[01:27.66] Bulg in the weight of my turncoat
[01:28.56] Tainted and turn in the fruitbowl
[01:29.44] Taint in the fruitbowl
[01:30.31] Wait in line to nose dive right into the wormhole
[01:34.87]