Album: InVader
White boy
Redneck
Tight pants
Trainwreck
Sweet stuff
Air head
Superman
Ricochet
My train of thought
Is gonna hit the wall
I think so fast it feels like
Every second stalls
This is bullettime
The world ain’t spinning slow
We’re just in bullettime
This is bullettime
Feels like flying low
When you’re in bullettime
Bullettime
Bullettime
Sleaze rock
Bastard
Make-up
Mustard
Live fast
Faster
Never stop
Get ahead
My brain is storming
Like a hurricane
So many thoughts in my head
I must be insane
This is bullettime
The world ain’t spinning slow
We’re just in bullettime
This is bullettime
Feel like flying low
When you’re in bullettime
This human projectile
Is shooting through the roof
True love invader’s gonna
Blame it on the youth
Yeah
I’m gonna cut it loose
I’m gonna lose 'em blues