Pedal, the floor
Fumes, our faces
Taste, the speed
Lines, they blur
Flashing lights the poison
Distance is the drug
Drifting like we’re feeling
Stopping with no more
Traffic, oncoming
Ending, the ride
Crushed, by granite
Shun, the clouds
Flashing lights the poison
Distance is the drug
Drifting like we’re feeling
Stopping with no more
Take the wheel and we’ll crash together
One last turn and we’ll care a lot less
Take the wheel and we’ll crash together
One last turn and we’ll care a lot less
Gaze, the abyss
Hollow, the furnace
Pennies, your eyes
Pennies, the prize