Kip Winger - Faster lyrics

Little city carved a grave in the palm of her hand Zig zag dirty mirrors in the back of her van Feel the rush it's beginning to hit Transamnesia, Hong Kong fever She's gotta go faster Once bitten twice shy hang on if you can Her brains like a raging hurricane Transamnesia, Hong Kong fever High end well-bred drive-in dreamer Are you willing to play? Well okay Cause I just wanna taste it again Tech head, brain dead Roll the dice or get spoon fed Hang on tight cause when I Get to the bottom I go back To the top and go FASTER