No Handlebars Ricky Hil

Nostra, Act II, Hell

I can ride my bike with no handle bars, no handle bars, no handle bars
I say, I can ride my bike with no handle bars, no handle bars, no handle bars

Yeah, i'm the same, i can't change, i'm alone, yeah
Mom drunk, she don't answer her phone, but i'm gone
I'm stoned on the marijuan' don't think that i'll ever come home
Maybe i found my song, maybe i found my tone
They tried to cut my flawless
She was really gorgeous
She would ride like horses
(?) over corpses
What are we here for?
Do they really need us anymore?

I can ride my bike with no handle bars, no handle bars, no handle bars
I say, I can ride my bike with no handle bars, no handle bars, no handle bars

When mom leaves you'll be scared i'll be there
Just to hold you close to my arms you can stare at me
Compare all them others never cared, i was there
All the times my head was in the air
Anyway listen to me this is pain dripping through my veins
You don't hear me when i'm tryna be insane or sane
I'm not insane, i'm not the devil
I need treble for my troubles
Gimme bass, gimme diesel, gimme haze
And you can try to run away but i see it in your face
I see it in your face