Head crash - I can't see you Spit teeth - I can hear you I feel your pounding me onto the street I've learned to know the taste of concrete Hey... Why don't you follow me? Why don't you follow me? Why don't you follow me? Hey... Why don't you follow me? Why don't you follow me? Why don't you follow me? Street brash - time flies, tick-tock Eyes flash - feels like electroshock I feel the blood gushing, crumbling away I know this marks the end of my hey-day Hey... Why don't you follow me? Why don't you follow me? Why don't you follow me?