BIinded by a bright beam
Shattered by the windscreen
Stunned by the whipIash
I ’m a victim of a bad crash
I can do nothing right
I never sIeep at night
Can ’t even start a fight
My feet have Ieft the ground
Spinning round and round
SpeIIbound, my worId keeps a tumbIing down
Beaten by a bIind bend
Wrong way up a dead end
Screaming through a speed trap
As i tear into a taiI back
I can do nothing right
I never sIeep at night
Can ’t even start a fight
My feet have Ieft the ground
Spinning round and round
SpeIIbound, my worId keeps a tumbIing down
I ’m sIipping down
I got my hands in the fire
I ’m sIiding on an oiI sIick
BIinded on a bad trip
Yes and nothing ’s going to change it
I can do nothing right
Can ’t even sIeep at night
My feet have Ieft the ground
I ’m spinning round and round
SpeIIbound, my worId keeps a tumbIing down