Sick Shift şarkı sözleri
Late one night, just another nightBottle in his hand so he feels all rightHard luck boy, Johnny's playingWith his life againLiquor prescribing, all the boys were vibing'Johnny, give me your keys, sonYou shouldn't be drivingAnd hops right inJohnny was one of those guysWho felt in life he could never winHis only love was for a cold sixerAnd a flask of ginAnother bottle and another debacleBut this time, Johnny, he ain't coming backNo one will ever see him againKnuckles white and his face was greenJohnny clenched the wheel like a speed machineYellow lines flashed through his sightLike a thousand menThoughts racing through his mindHe knew the cliff up aheadWas the end of the lineEyes closed, pedal to the floorDriving to his end
