Engines hum beneath the dust
Bad blood, dreams bleached in rust
Nothing grows where silence dies
There's no need for a ghost to lie
Whiskey prayers and gasoline
Plastic saints in magazines
Freedom's just a TV show
When you've got nowhere else to go
Sunset road
Straight to hell
Continues after the ad
Sunset road
Straight to hell
The perpetual spinning move
Keeps you dancing in this groove
An echo chamber, just feed the loud
Nothing remains when there's no sound
The open sky doesn't look the same
If you've forgotten your given name
I keep waiting for the prophet's sign
My misery can't be only mine
Sunset road
Straight to hell
Sunset road
Straight to hell
Sunset road
Straight to hell