Your mind's an engine. That drives a wheel. A wheel that burns in the flesh. Like flesh on hot steel. . I wanna make you suffer. I wanna make you feel.
I'm a loser, in a suckers world. Left on the streets worthless and weak. Pointless drifting far from home. Is this the only thing that I deserve. . They don't pay attention.
Words on the wall greet me. They make me feel alive. Looking at the door and waiting for dinner. But eating dog food is not my style. . Lonely, lonely, tonight, lonely.
At point black, well, you'll know. If you got the balls to win the show. So be aware if you dare. 'Cause you're racin' towards glory. . Go on, we're on the road.
Fate chose me as a conscript. Hang the car keys on the wall. Pack my bags, change my home town. For the desert's night cold. . As a boy, as a man. As a boy and as a man, yeah.