Swerving in the Countach, I’m flying
Got no license, always had my own driver
I’m running all the red lights, I’m finally
Feeling something that I never felt prior
You want more life, meet this friend of mine
Drop your acolytes, yeah, show us a good time
You want more life, meet this friend of mine
Drop your acolytes, yeah, show us a good time
Chug, chug, chug
Harvest that blood, blood, blood
It feels so good, good, good
You know you would, would, would
Adrenochrome
Adrenochrome
I don’t wanna have self-control
I would rather feel something new than not feel at all
I don’t think that I could recall
Was I always this tired? Has my high expired? Oh
I don’t wanna have self-control
I-I-I don’t wanna have self-contr—
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