Lyrics

White boy Redneck Tight pants Trainwreck Sweet stuff Air head Superman Ricochet My train of thought Is gonna hit the wall I think so fast it feels like Every second stalls This is bullettime The world ain't spinning slow We're just in bullettime This is bullettime Feels like flying low When you're in bullettime Bullettime Bullettime Sleaze rock Bastard Make-up Mustard Live fast Faster Never stop Get ahead My brain is storming Like a hurricane So many thoughts in my head I must be insane This is bullettime The world ain't spinning slow We're just in bullettime This is bullettime Feel like flying low When you're in bullettime This human projectile Is shooting through the roof True love invader's gonna Blame it on the youth Yeah I'm gonna cut it loose I'm gonna lose 'em blues
Writer(s): Olli Kosunen, Jalle Paeaekkoenen, Heikki Ahonen, Perttu Johannes Sedergren, Ilkka Tapio Virtanen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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