Cali - Hot Rod Circuit

I’ve lived a good life

One with no regrets

Wonder what tomorrow brings

Cause it’s not over yet

Take a look around us

At the decaying scene

Looks like the underground is

A dying breed

I smell California

The smell of burning flesh

I’ve been sent to warm you

Of a sudden death

No it’s not up to me

If I look at you with a different view

Then I can accept you

If you hold on to the past

The fall will haunt you and

Lead you to your death

Sifting through the ashes

Bones and debris

And are we really who we want

And need to be

Radio remind me

A signal static free

And as the airwaves fade

We are a dying breed

Keep moving ahead

Keep moving ahead

Leave the dead behind to bury the dead

We lie somewhere between

The darkness and the light

We fool ourselves and say that we tried

No motivation is left inside