My Favorite Highway

My Favorite Highway - Murder On The Radio songtekst

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Dodging bullets, dodging glances

Nervous and you shake while he makes his advances

Sending tingles up your spine, there is no way to define

A regret that you cannot rewind

Feeling empty, feeling broken

There's a malice on his lips you can taste while your choking

He is sour, he is sharp, he is preying on your heart

Just relax while he tears you apart


Take the dreams you had, throw them all away


Whoa, singing you to sleep

While you dream

While we murder on the radio


Feed desire, feed the cancer

Swallowing the lust that will cripple the dancer

With his hands around your neck 

You have lost all self-respect

You're a mirror to ashamed to reflect

Are you cautious, are you reckless

Guilty and exposed, but to stubborn to confess

He is careless, he is kind, he has one thing on his mind

He is determined to keep you confined
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