Movendo-se em círculos Driven up and down in circles Escorregando em uma estrada de gelo negro Skidding down a road of black ice Olhando pelas janelas Staring in and out storm windows Movendo-se para um paraíso de tolos Driven to a fool's paradise Mas agora é minha vez de dirigir
Movido à margem do erro But it's my turn to drive Movido até o limite do controle But it's my turn to drive Movido à margem do terror Movido até a beira de um buraco negro e profundo
Movendo-se dia e noite em círculos Driven to the margin of error Girando como um redemoinho de folhas Drivent to the edge of control Roubando em becos Driven to the margin of terror Levado a outro covil de marginais Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole
Mas é minha vez de dirigir Driven day and night in circles Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves Stealing in and out of back alleys Driven to another den of thieves
Forçado - levado ao limite But it's my turn to drive Arremessado - No final de uma ladeira But it's my turn to drive Esquivado - por coisas que eu nunca vi Em frente - pela estrada até o lugar que eu nunca estive
É minha vez de dirigir Driven to the margin of error Drivent to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole
A estrada se abre na minha frente Driven in-driven to the edge O que havia lá se foi Driven out-on the thin end of the wedge A estrada se abre diante de mim Driven off-by things I've never seen E eu vou viajando Driven on-by the road to somewhere I've never been
It's my turn to drive It's my turn to drive Driven to the margin of error Drivent to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole
The road unwinds toward me What was there is gone The road unwinds before me And I go riding on
But it's my turn to drive But it's my turn to drive
Driven to the margin of error Drivent to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole