The Accüsed - Mechanized Death (I Love To Drive)

Mechanized death!

My gauges don't work, it doesn't matter to me
Flying down the road doing a hundred and three (mph)
Weaving from lane to lane going faster and faster
Don't fuck with me, I'm a four-wheeled disaster

Mechanized death
Mechanized death
Mechanized death
Mechanized death!

Smashing your skull like a pumpkin under wheels
Your knees snapped in half crushed by screaming steel I love to drive to see others die
Under my wheels, you know how it feels

Mechanized death
Mechanized death
Mechanized death
Mechanized death!

I'm looking for a target
To ram and destroy
Something living and breathing
A dog or a small boy

Mechanized!