Letra de Wheels Keep On Turning - Bullet
Letra de canci�n de Wheels Keep On Turning de Bullet lyrics
Open skies above, Highway floating by below
I�m running tracks of flames and smoking burnt rubber
Can you feel the heat? The sound of the engine beat
Got no destination, I measure my route in gasoline
I gotta find myself some space
This dirty old town that I call home
You know I can�t stand that place
The wheels keep on turning
Let the fuel keep on burning
Got no time to waste, Got no plans to settle down
I just want to run away from this godforsaken town
Working 9 to 5, What a way to waste my mind
Got no regression I�m just leave it all behind
I gotta find myself some space
This dirty old town that I call home
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You know I can�t stand that place
The wheels keep on turning
Let the fuel keep on burning
Open skies above, Highway floating by below
I�m running tracks of flames and smoking burnt rubber
Can you feel the heat? The sound of the engine beat
Got no destination, I measure my route in gasoline
I gotta find myself some space
This dirty old town that I call home
You know I can�t stand that place
The wheels keep on turning
Let the fuel keep on burning
I�m running tracks of flames and smoking burnt rubber
Can you feel the heat? The sound of the engine beat
Got no destination, I measure my route in gasoline
I gotta find myself some space
This dirty old town that I call home
You know I can�t stand that place
The wheels keep on turning
Let the fuel keep on burning
Got no time to waste, Got no plans to settle down
I just want to run away from this godforsaken town
Working 9 to 5, What a way to waste my mind
Got no regression I�m just leave it all behind
I gotta find myself some space
This dirty old town that I call home
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/wheels-keep-on-turning-bullet.php
You know I can�t stand that place
The wheels keep on turning
Let the fuel keep on burning
Open skies above, Highway floating by below
I�m running tracks of flames and smoking burnt rubber
Can you feel the heat? The sound of the engine beat
Got no destination, I measure my route in gasoline
I gotta find myself some space
This dirty old town that I call home
You know I can�t stand that place
The wheels keep on turning
Let the fuel keep on burning