White Knuckle


White Knuckle

White knuckle
you're doing it wrong
White knuckle
you're so headstrong
Death grip on the steering wheel
Shattered nerves you can't conceal
You won't do it on will power alone
Need a passenger for your ride along
HE's always there lying in wait
To let you in the pearly gate
Loosen your grip and just give in
Your new life is about to begin

White knuckle
Time to buckle up
Let HIM take over
And drive that truck

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