Rubber on tarmac
Grab the wheel
Cold chrome heartbeats
Stainless steel
Come on, baby
Take that step
In front of me in certain death

I kill with my car
I kill with my car
I kill with my car
I kill with my car

He is rattled
I start to sweat
Go machine
In harmonic death
Abandon senses
Now replete
You're my baby, hot and sweet

Hurling penchanters asunder
Grinding pets and kids to dust

I kill with my car
I kill with my car
I kill with my car
I kill with my car

It's a sexual thrill
My power high
Complete control
It's genetic, we'll see
Which disappear when on the road
It's genetic, we'll see
Who gives a heck, this stereo
It's society's fault
I've been resolved

Run run tarmac
Grip the ground
Pounding heartbeats
Perspiring ground
Come on, baby
Collect control
It's in that sensitivity I owe the blows

I kill with my car
I kill with my car
I kill with my car
I kill with my car
I kill with my car!
I kill with my car!
I kill with my car!
I kill with my car!


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