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Fine Hellride - text

The oily wind in my hair
It calls my name, I hear it in the air
If you're hungry, so eat my dust
Don't try to cross me, I'm driving fast

Nobody said which way's to be
There's no direction, no itinerary
I need in real no fucking guide
Enjoying my fine hellride

No matter of you… I don't care
Fuck your speed limits, this riff's fair
A horned hitchhiker leads my way
Shut up your face if nothing to say

Nobody said which way's to be
There's no direction, no itinerary
I need in real no fucking guide
Enjoying my fine hellride

Keep on driving, keep on cursing, keep on being true
The metal music is the clue
Do not slow down in earthly hell
That rhythmic inferno makes me well

Nobody said which way's to be
There's no direction, no itinerary
I need in real no fucking guide
Enjoying my fine hellride

I need in real no fucking guide
Enjoying my fine hellride

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