Hate And Gasoline

Well, give me whiskey, and I'll get loaded Feel like a stick man and I'm burning Bitch, I'm Blair Witch, I got sigil I'm Nicolas Cage with a chainsaw I got big guns and they're a-blowing I got cutters and they're a-cutting I'ma smoke till my lungs are rotten I'm driving nails all up in my coffin Ain't got a passport, but I got a shotgun Can't feel nothing, bitch, nothing at all Try the Haunted Mound, you'll meet your maker Off hate and gasoline, I'll ride forever All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride hard forever All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride hard forever All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride hard forever All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride until the end Ride around, I ride around with hate in my soul Spark a flare, watch them ghosts burn up off my Zippo Gettin' gone, anesthesia my oxycodone Grab my mask, I pull up with my fucking chrome though You would think I'm HDOE the way I work the iron Big black Cadillac, run you under my tires I'll sleep when I'm dead, but I'm so so tired I wanna set the motherfuckin' world on fire Guzzolean high, goddamn, my knife shine bright Coming for you in the night, bitch, I'm out for blood tonight Gouged eyes, powerlines, I'ma chase you through the pines All I know I'm born to die, all I know I'm born to die All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride hard forever All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride hard forever All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride hard forever All I need is hate and gasoline And I will ride until the end H-H-H-Hauntaholics Real Haunted Mound