Текст песни The Boards - The Motorleague

Whoa, sons of bitches
Calling me out like I've never been called before
Whoa, your condition
Calling me out like I've never been called

Whoa
So come to my flame like you've never been warm
Whoa
Just come to my flame like you've never been warm

Whoa, sons of bitches
You're wearing that face like you've already won the war
Whoa, resolution
The tables have turned and you're reeling again

Whoa
So come to my flame like you've never been warm
Whoa
Just come to my flame like you've never been warm before
Oh

Whoa
So come to my flame like you've never been warm
Whoa
Just come to my flame like you've never been warm

Whoa
So come to my flame like you've never been warm
Come to my flame like you've never been warm
Come to my flame like you've never been warm before