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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fucked Up
Fucked Up
Performer
Mike Haliechuk
Mike Haliechuk
Guitar
Jonah Falco
Jonah Falco
Drums
Damian Abraham
Damian Abraham
Vocals
Sandy Miranda
Sandy Miranda
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Haliechuk
Mike Haliechuk
Composer
Jonah Falco
Jonah Falco
Songwriter
Damian Abraham
Damian Abraham
Songwriter
Sandy Miranda
Sandy Miranda
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fucked Up
Fucked Up
Producer
Mike Haliechuk
Mike Haliechuk
Producer
Jonah Falco
Jonah Falco
Mixing Engineer
Alex Gamble
Alex Gamble
Recording Engineer
Arthur Rizk
Arthur Rizk
Mastering Engineer

गाने

(Ah)
 
I hit a child who was crossing the street
On your way to work and I’d do it again
The world is a road made for oil and steel
I’m faster when no one is behind the wheel
 
Tell your loved ones to stay off the streets
There’s no one safe while I’m prowling the beat
So send them to war to murder for me
Your sons and daughters for my gasoline
 
Titanium claws
Dismantle your laws
Spitting your blood out through my exhaust
 
Stuck on a highway mad and alone
I’m driving you somewhere you don’t wanna go
I make you sit in the back like a child
You feel like a spare part that can be replaced
 
I burned down the world while you were asleep
All you could do was call the police
Horizons of smoke, forests on fire
You drive and you drive but there’s nowhere to hide
 
Live in a box
Surrounded by cops
All the brains in the world
Still can’t get what you want
 
Self driving man
Self driving man
Self driving man
Self driving man
 
You gave the fuse to the men with the bombs
And wonder why the world you wanted is gone
They sold you the dream of an open road
You got miles of nothing and nowhere to go
 
Highways erupt like veins made from dust
The noise grows on your soul like rust
My horn cuts thru your head like a knife
You will never know peace for the rest of your life
 
I drove by your house
You’re scared to come out
The kings of your world put the machines in charge
 
Self driving man
Self driving man
Self driving man
Self driving man
 
(Bust)
Head crack, impact
Whiplash community
Blood stained sidewalks
Crash test society
 
I’m in your phone
Waiting to be let in your home
I’ll cut you down
So don’t you go walking around
 
You can’t hide
You can’t run
I’m the gun in your trunk
And you’re the one that’s gonna fire it
 
Self driving man
Self driving man
Self driving man
Self driving man
Written by: Damian Abraham, Jonah Falco, Mike Haliechuk, Sandy Miranda
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