What I want is to feel it,
I don't wanna be told.
There is nothing to hold us,
No place to go.
In every direction,
Set to explode,
Define dimensions,
as what you know.
Smooth control,
Set to roll.
Smooth control,
Indestructible.
Smooth control,
Design unfold.
Smooth control,
Is all I know!
Speed is the object,
To smooth control.
I don't want to be held back,
I just wanna be told.
My fear is in knowing,
What can't be known.
My hope is a feeling,
Kiss of death the soul.
(Roadside love is the best love,
if you know how it fits.
I'm in love with this highway,
And its neon kiss.
Strip me down on the back streets,
Set the dials to red.
I want to feel like I'm flying,
Like I'm already dead.)
My dream is a car crash,
That defines the soul.
My heart is a needle,
Pinned to smooth control.
In every direction,
Set to explode,
This is my connection,
To smooth control!
Detours!
Contracts!
Offers!
On contract!
More Smooth Control
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