The speedometers glowing, my target's in lock.

Running like a bullet from a red hot Glock.

I've been chewing my nuckles, I've been biting my tongue.

Outsmarting every sucker, just wanna get it done.



I see the wall coming, I choke on my last breath

I crash into oblivion, a supersonic death

A thousand thoughts they come in a mess.



Steering with precision, A 4 wheel hurricane.

Faster, faster, faster. I wanna roast my brain.

It's according to my plans, not much long till the crash.

Turn my body into landfill, transforming steel to trash.



I see the wall coming, I choke on my last breath

I crash into oblivion, a supersonic death

A thousand thoughts they come in a mess.

This is my way of handling the stress. Yeah.



Going full throttle against a cement wall.

It may seem pretty stupid when you have it all.

But I'm living with a deathwish and a musclecar.

Wanna crash into oblivion like a shooting star. Oh yeah.