Full Moon Motorcade ( Radio Edit )

[Verse 1] Full moon in the rearview Jaw clenched on a crooked grin Leather gloves on the wheel White knuckles Every red light dares him in Broken halo on the dashboard Teeth marks on the steering seam In the glass Wings in formation Hungry eyes Funeral-green [Chorus] Run Mr. Wild Run They are right above your shadow Craving every drop you hide Run Mr. Wild Run Rust behind you Fangs beside you Who’s gonna make it to the morning side? [Verse 2] Tire smoke like black prayer Tail lights cut a crooked scar Old chrome sneaking up closer Like a coffin dressed as a car Driver has a Sunday suit Blood-black tie and a cracked gold ring Lip curl Tongue on a sharpened tooth Hears your heart in everything [Chorus] Run Mr. Wild Run They are right above your shadow Craving every drop you hide Run Mr. Wild Run Rust behind you Fangs beside you Who’s gonna make it to the morning side? [Bridge] Street sign flashes Dead-end warning (Laugh it off, laugh it off) Graveyard passes Stones like warning (Name it, claim it, burn it off) [Chorus] Run Mr. Wild Run They are right above your shadow Craving every drop you hide Run Mr. Wild Run Rust behind you Fangs beside you Only the fastest gets the morning side