Back Roads (Remixed) [Remastered]
Riding the back roads, twelve hounds on my trail
Closing in slowly, driving me straight to hell
I got it wound open, further then a clock strikes twelve
The devil is waiting, with open arms
Maybe I could change my ways, turn this all around
But a racking and a ruin, is the only way I know how
Hell's around the corner, the walls are closing in
The devil is waiting, with open arms
Writer/s: Shane Hicks
