Cruze Control
๐ต 1130 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:11 duration
๐ ID: 23938361
๐ Lyrics
Chills burst through my veins
Lovers special sent me away
I can find many reasons to stay
Cap in my blood in this forbidden place
Say hello to the morning sky
Times a blur when we arrive
All I need on this summer day
Beers and a gat skip the pause and play
Cause Cruze Control pump the bliss in ya soul
Grab yourself a cold
Cause were riding down in the 4x4
Don't be surprised when your back for more
Cause we don't need no wiseman telling us what were doing
We're kickin' a rhythm to you with your hands in the ceiling
And you don't don't need no wiseman telling you what your doing
Keep your brothers close, Cruze Control
We haven't wrote the whole book but we've written a couple pages
Jump up the bass, the stakes, how the capital taste?
Don't be asking me for change while I'm at the top of the mystic valley
You dedicated your life to blowing smoke from a glassy
I find me wandering through his eyes cold, centred and controlled
I'm searching for a life of sex, fluidity and gold
So I travelled to the crossroad ready to pay the toll
And he say my soul was to loose to hold
To loose to hold
To loose to hold
To loose to hold
Lovers special sent me away
I can find many reasons to stay
Cap in my blood in this forbidden place
Say hello to the morning sky
Times a blur when we arrive
All I need on this summer day
Beers and a gat skip the pause and play
Cause Cruze Control pump the bliss in ya soul
Grab yourself a cold
Cause were riding down in the 4x4
Don't be surprised when your back for more
Cause we don't need no wiseman telling us what were doing
We're kickin' a rhythm to you with your hands in the ceiling
And you don't don't need no wiseman telling you what your doing
Keep your brothers close, Cruze Control
We haven't wrote the whole book but we've written a couple pages
Jump up the bass, the stakes, how the capital taste?
Don't be asking me for change while I'm at the top of the mystic valley
You dedicated your life to blowing smoke from a glassy
I find me wandering through his eyes cold, centred and controlled
I'm searching for a life of sex, fluidity and gold
So I travelled to the crossroad ready to pay the toll
And he say my soul was to loose to hold
To loose to hold
To loose to hold
To loose to hold