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My cold, cold, stellar heart says get on your way
I aint to proud to say but thats how I´m made.
I´ll be that person ´til my dying day
I try so awful hard, but I can´t change.
From runways to the road, I ramble alone
This thumbnail sized of a heart is black as cole
Your beauty, it still brings me to my knees
Don´t waste a tear on me, this is my disease
Don´t need no slow man
Don´t need no slow man
I know I´m pickin up speed
Don´t need no slow man
Those preppy boys in blue
They´re makin fun of us
So we take it to the streets
Cuz we want to be first
But we´re not here to make your children bleed
We´re here to come around with the tumble weed
Don´t need no slow man
Don´t need no slow man
I know I´m pickin up speed
Don´t need no slow man
Now guitar, go get her!
Don´t take these boots off me when you´re thinking I´m dead
I´ll still be running from the demon in my head
I´ll be that person ´til my dying day
I try so awful hard, but I can´t change
Don´t need no slow man
Don´t need no slow man
I know I´m pickin up speed
Don´t need no slow man
Don´t need no...