Testo Driving Down

I leave satellite trails wherever I go
I burn down all the bridges wherever I go
I am the son of a burden and wherever I roam
I am the son of a bitter and cold and dirty dream

What burns is the feeling of the end of the world
I feel the suffer of the city where I am not alone
And what hurts me now is the coming of dawn I never sleep any longer and now it's getting old

We're all driving down the world
We're all driving cars alone
At the wheel now
We're all driving down the world
And it ends tonight
We're all driving
Caught In

In the street
In the street
Under me
I'll collapse into the street
Collide against the wallTwo lungs to fill
Two wrongs don't make a right
You were born
You were born
In the fire
You were born
In a fire
You were born
In a fire