Текст песни
A hellhound runs in the light of headlamp
You lost count of all your miles
Another one turn and an exit to the motel
It was better to go full throttle
So easy to find if you're so fuckin' tired
When you come in, you'll lose your mind
You'll forget how you lived and what you did find
Sex, whiskey, beer - take how much need
Remember you must pay, your soul we need
Ohhhh your soul we need
