Mexico

I’ve got a certain type of feeling
That I am about to lose my track
You know me when I’m leaving
There ain’t no coming back
Over the troubled borders of Mexico
Where my death is free of tax
My soul rides alongside my freedom
This time, there ain’t no coming back
I’m dying of the rain and snow
The pain took everything I own
My home, my phone
And everything I know is that I roll
Through the night in Mexico
I am a certain type of being
And I am determined to break my bones
I’ve got a sundown syndrome
And I would like to be alone
I’m dying of the rain and snow
The pain took everything I own
My home, my phone
And everything I know is that I roll
Through the night in Mexico
I found a certain type of meaning
Standing in my way
I’ve been dying of the rain and snow
The pain took everything I own
I’m dying of the rain and snow
The pain took everything I own
My home, my phone
And everything I know is that I roll, through the night in Mexico