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Machine Head White Knuckle Blackout! Lyrics

Last updated: 04/20/2011 11:00:00 AM

Veins are a racetrack for fuel that I need.
Life on the edge is the bread which I feed.
Standing alone, open for all to see.
My tunnel vision for life, it drives me.

Focus in closer releasing the fear.

White - Knuckle Blackout, adrenaline rush!
Wide eyed & red faced, my skin hot & flushed!
The hair stands up down the backside of my neck!
Blood's beginning to boil the beads of sweat!

Fear has it's place in the scars that I bear.
Deep in the mind, behind everything shared.
Fixate my sickness as long as there's air.
Headstrong I'll forcibly change what was there.

By focusing closer releasing the fall.

White - Knuckle Blackout, adrenaline rush!
Wide eyed & red faced, my skin hot & flushed!
The hair stands up down the backside of my neck!
The Blood's beginning to boil these beads of sweat!
I'll dry, out of my eyes!
And blacken everything except the goal out!

Adrenaline is my fuel when I've an obstacle to climb.
Adrenaline is the lubrication, focusing my mind.
Adrenaline is telling me when someone's thinkin' they're too cool
To raise my middle fingers up & say "Fuck you"!

Adrenaline is my fuel when I've an obstacle to climb.
Adrenaline is the lubrication, focusing my mind.
Adrenaline is telling me when someone's thinkin' they're too cool
To raise my middle fingers up & say "Fuck you"!

Adrenaline is fueling my mind to focus my climb!
Reaction evoked at the challenge provoked out of you!
Adrenaline is fire to fuel!
You wanna fire my fuel?!
I'll fire back a fuck you!

Adrenaline is fueling my mind to focus my climb!
Reaction evoked at the challenge provoked out of you!
Adrenaline is fire to fuel!
You wanna fire my fuel?!
I'll fire back a fuck, you!

Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!




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