Confession Time (Live)

Confession Time (Live) - Berlin

Written by：Rick Smith

Hey little god with you foot

To the pedal

Hands on the wheel staring

Out through the windshield

Hair streaking back with the

Wind like a raven

Over your shoulder all is forgotten

Under the rubber the road is afire

Sweat on your body and rust

On the chromium

One motivation a single desire

Keep on the move don't let anyone near you

Here comes confession time

The ghost of my past

On my shoulder now

This is confession time for me

Now thinking back to a home

When you had one

Down the road in the dust you remember

Lovers you left when you woke up surrounded

Now you're alone

No one to turn to

What do you hide with your ray bans

What do you love when you look in the mirror

No escape from the voices inside you

Here comes confession time

The ghost of my past

On my shoulder now

This is confession time for me

Here comes confession time

The ghost of all

The years have tracked me down

It's confession time for me

You're on a road to nowhere

But it's your life

Rain down

And nowhere to hide

I like rain down

Nowhere to hide

I like rain down

Nowhere to hide

Nowhere to hide

Here comes confession time

The ghost of all

The years have tracked me down

It's confession time for me me