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Shebbing alone, late at night
Sat aside to talk in tribe
I'm falling, rolling
Where's the ground?
Spinning round, holding on
I'm upside down
Here comes the fall,
I hit them all on the wall
Out of my way,
I cross the lanes on the freeway
Dead asleep, till my head is a street
I'm falling, rolling
Where's the ground?
Spinning round, holding on
I'm upside down
?? end of the road
Human cannonball explodes
Is it round, I'm upside down
I sleep at the wheel
Wake up man, this is real!
Like a bullet in my head
The blood boils down
Am I dead? Am I dead?!
(x3)
I'm falling, spinning, rolling, turning
Where's the ground?
I'm falling, spinning, rolling, turning
Upside down
I'm upside down
[?] end of the road
Human cannonball explodes