Why Do We Call It Love
20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell
Where the weather's hotter I could never tell
Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good
Seems like I was born to be misunderstood
20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!!
20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell
I was born for stealing I wasn't made to sell
Carved out of bone and ash, steel, dirt, concrete
An arm for an arm a leg for a leg
One dead end street
20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!! Fire's on the side of the road people toe to toe
Warm your hands on burning blood
I gotta go... go!! 20 miles to Texas,
Where the weather's hotter I could never tell
Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good
Seems like I was born to be misunderstood
20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!!
20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell
I was born for stealing I wasn't made to sell
Carved out of bone and ash, steel, dirt, concrete
An arm for an arm a leg for a leg
One dead end street
20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!! Fire's on the side of the road people toe to toe
Warm your hands on burning blood
I gotta go... go!! 20 miles to Texas,
Our disease
Now that you suffer from our disease
Will you understand me
Affravate the tension
Get the beat to feel the heat
Night after night I don't stop till dawn
Night after night I can do no wrong
Night after night I fill it to the top
Night after night and never spill a drop
Day after day I take it to extremes
Day adter day mutilate my dreams
Time after time I play it one two three
Time after time mirror turned on me
You pay the price, I'll never know