Texty

Alright The Devil's whip Lost highway, open road Dead planet, growing old Full throttle, hidden hand Born dead, an evil man No morals, no soul No law, no self-control No time for sympathy Live hard, ride free Let's ride, let loose Let's rip That's right Cold thunder, cracking stone Broken hearts and broken bones Iron horse, iron will Whiskey, blood on blackened steel Bruised knuckles, swollen pride Not one to run and hide Forever ride alone A two-lane graveyard hе calls home Let's ride, lеt loose Let's rip, everybody That's right, you can't escape the Devil's whip Oh, the Devil's whip will take your heart and take your soul The Devil's whip will take a grip and not let go It's far too late to run, the devil's at your door The Devil's whip will rule your life forever more Let's ride, let loose Let's rip That's right, you can't escape the Devil's whip The Devil's whip, I'll see you around The Devil's whip, it's dragging you down The Devil's whip, I'll see you around The Devil's whip, it's dragging you down, ahh
Writer(s): Ben Ward, Joe Hoare, Chris Turner, Martyn Millard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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