Lyrics:

No license, driving fast, hurry now/
Liquor stores are closing, fuck red man/
Feelin' shit, 'cause my fridge, is empty/
Dont need a parking lot, is not a car/

Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Get out of my way

Youre drinking to slowly, youre boring/
I've got this need for speed, im driving/

Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 
Get our of my way x2

Need For Speed

I want a chopper but i cant afford
I want to love you but my heart is cold
Give me some bottles, just need a few
Inhale poppers until my lips are blue

I
Wanna Die, Wanna Die, Wanna Die
I
Wanna Die, Wanna Die, Wanna Die

You didn't like me when I was alive
But you will love me if i dont survive
My fame and glory, will surely come
Treat me like a saint, im becomming one

I
Wanna Die, Wanna Die, Wanna Die
I
Wanna Die, Wanna Die, Wanna Die

Holmgång

I Wanna Die

Lyrics:

Getting Fat
Like Americans
Self Esteem
I am the Swedish dream

Three point five
Do you High?
Three point five
Do you High?

Scared my parents
They are afraid
Im the devil
himself portrayed

Three point five
Do you High?
Three point five
Do you High?

Do You High?

Ligistrock straight from Botkyrka, Stockholm.
Matsa - Bass & Vocals
Dante - Guitar & Vocals
Abbe - Drums

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