The Wreckage Lyrics

The Wreckage

Speeding into the horizon

Dreaming of the sirens

Wishing for broken glass on a highway

It could be so easy



The rhythm, rhythm of an engine

Always makes me empty

See the headlights coming at me

Can't help but wonder



Flying, flying in slow motion

The wind through my hair

And ripping through the scenery

Of the wreckage

It is my secret need



Uh, uh, uh

 

Speeding into the horizon

Dreaming of the sirens

Wishing for broken glass on a highway

It could be so easy