Os Catalépticos

Like In a Gasoline Tank

Os Catalépticos


I light up in my skull like in a gasoline tank 
The frantic neurons burn Making my eye balls turn 

Psycho and psycho visions 
They finally get me ready For the night to come 

Full speed in my car Non stop on the way to hell 
Which I know like no one The poison heats me up every mile 

Psycho.... 

Like in a gas tank Bubbling under such pressure 
I let it all (blow up) In this endless road