Bike Lane
Lyrics
Best in the bike lane
Left when the fight came
Hanging a right, wrong way
Head lights say
"Hey!
I am an object
You are a puppet so strung up
It's just my luck to get to be
The sport that shortcut you free
Pucker up and kiss me"
Swerve in a split sec
Saving my slit neck
Bleed indifference
Dollars and cents
At your expense
Set myself
Up but
Foiled again
That meddling
Instinct keeps me peddling
Sweet reflexes
All respects
Stay out of my fucking business
Play the witness...
Best in the bike lane
Left when the fight came
Hanging a right, wrong way
Head lights say
"Hey!
I am an object
You are a puppet so strung up
It's just my luck to get to be
The sport that shortcut you free
Pucker up and kiss me"
Swerve in a split sec
Saving my slit neck
Bleed indifference
Dollars and cents
At your expense
Set myself
Up but
Foiled again
That meddling
Instinct keeps me peddling
Sweet reflexes
All respects
Stay out of my fucking business
Play the witness...
Writer(s): Jacob Lance
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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