A master's dime
Trippin' into the times
The roads we drive
Melting into the night

You're coked, we'll die
And I know it's a lie
Cool and dry
Born to live on the dial

Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket

Then rest, we drive
Ticking up by the mile
I turn a tide
Ripple into the night

You're coked, we'll die
And I know it's a lie
Cool and dry
Born to live on the dial

Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket

Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket

Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket

Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket
Volta Rocket, Volta Rocket

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