V-mob - Highway

Grip my throttle like a whiskey bottle
and I'm fallin thin better watch my soul get swallowed
How can everybody win my battle when my head keeps shakin
like a snake that raddles
Fight the demons
my soul is screamin
I Know the right way
But don't know the meanin
Don't question
My will power
Keep slippin
like a coward
Open up I'm in the situation
charge me guilty to the accusation
It's the only way I can relieve my pain
reality will make you go insane
my mind is sayin
to ignore the pressure