Closing out the night Too numb to feel Fifteen too many, but still behind the wheel Heeding no warning Control denied Reaching the end of the line Living too fast Throw it away No second chance D.O.A. Smell the searing flesh, smell it too real See the dead beneath the steel A tragic sight brought from the road No curtain call No going home Living too fast Throw it away No second chance D.O.A. Dead on arrival Closing out the night Too numb to feel Fifteen too many, but still behind the wheel Living too fast Throw it away No second chance D.O.A. Dead on arrival
fifteen, throw, second, fast, arrival