I am a motorway
A song that keep on saying
I’ve never felt so fine
There is no wrong or right
The devil on your side
Makes you a loaded gun
In a run to disarray
A bit of clarity
Ain’t no place to call home
No shadow to the sun
Disorder is the law
She’s got a sick wicked mind
Nobody learned like we have
Like the anthem of the fooled’s club
We’re burning to the ground
What we have learned
About being fine
Watch my halo
I am chaos
And there’s nothing wrong with this world
And there’s nothing wrong with you girl
We’re in a run to disarray
There is no gravity
Ain’t no place to call home
No shadow to the sun
Disorder is the law
She’s got a sick wicked mind
Nobody learned like we have
Like the anthem of the fooled’s club
We’re burning to the ground
What we have learned
About being fine
Watch my halo
I am chaos
C.H.A.O.S
C.H.A.O.S
I might’ve let you down
Even if that was not the first plan
I’ve been waiting so long
For someone to get my motor running
She’s got a sick wicked mind
Nobody learned like we have
Like the anthem of the fooled’s club
We’re burning to the ground
What we have learned
About being fine
Watch my halo
I am chaos
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