This is just one of those days, already passé in the morning
I talk myself into a rage, fulfill the clichés
One of these days, it will pass
Probably just a phase, already passé tomorrow

I'm driving in the tunnel, stepping on the gas
Two hundred km/h
My colors shine black tonight
I'm driving in the tunnel, stepping on the gas
Moon reflects in the paint
My colors shine black tonight

Today wrong leg, I have to be alone
Just a day or two
A stone in my chest, Five Guys in my stomach
Red wine in my head

This is just one of those days, already passé in the morning
I talk myself into a rage, fulfill the clichés
One of these days, it will pass
Probably just a phase, already passé tomorrow

I'm driving in the tunnel, stepping on the gas
Two hundred km/h
My colors shine black tonight
I'm driving in the tunnel, stepping on the gas
Moon reflects in the paint
My colors shine black tonight

(Colors shine black)

My colors shine black tonight (aha, aha-ahh)

Forehead wrinkles that won't go away
Rearview mirror, can't look away
In my head a shitty tag team
Cigarettes, chain, pull away
I have ticks without a clock
Tour hole without a tour
On my radiator sits only a joke figure

I need bass, deep frequency
I step on the gas, the car shines
And on the sidewalk magazines whirl
Dude, I press until all lights form a tail

One of these days, already passé in the morning
I talk myself into a rage, fulfill the clichés
One of these days, it will pass
Probably just a phase, already passé tomorrow

I'm driving in the tunnel, stepping on the gas
Two hundred km/h
My colors shine black tonight
I'm driving in the tunnel, stepping on the gas
Moon reflects in the paint
My colors shine black tonight

(Colors shine black)

Moon reflects in the paint
My colors shine black tonight

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