Johnny Truant

We've come to far to know if we've got time to kill you.
God wont mind a little tourture.
We'll bring our weapons to the disco
On a highway ride straight out of hell
We'll leave the payphones ringing usless
Shes hogteid and you can ride her
Still he thought her heart wore crowns under a mass off wicker sounds
we'll ride her, youll ride her
Even if we'd sink or swim her perfect image caved right in
We'll ride her , you'll ride her
Will or wont they fall…..will or wont they?