Pure Fucking Adrenaline - Santa Cruz

I know I said no complications

A bunch of fucking life

With all the different nations

Of what you’ve done

Who’s getting kind of heavy

With all these killing fields

When all the thoughts are weary

Just tell me more about yourself

It’s not like I am bored to death

Is there something missing

In your mental machine

Territorial pissings

Time to make a scene

Pure fucking adrenaline

(Whoa)

Adrenaline

(Whoa)

Is there something missing

Time to make a scene

Pure fucking adrenaline

This is the final curtain

For this march of death

When every man is certain

That we’re getting to you

So tell me more about yourself

It’s not like I am bored to death

Is there something missing

In your mental machine

Territorial pissings

Time to make a scene

Pure fucking adrenaline

(Whoa)

Adrenaline

(Whoa)

Is there something missing

Time to make a scene

Pure fucking adrenaline

(Hey!) Is there something missing

In your mental machine

Territorial pissings

Time to make a scene

Pure fucking adrenaline

(Whoa)

Adrenaline

(Whoa)

Is there something missing

Time to make a scene

Pure fucking adrenaline