You
plays that guy like
free and driving fast, fast off that nature,
pushing the gas for a new sensation,
nothing
to lose, nothing to gain,
I'm coming across, stopping my pace,
this is the radio, loud
and insane,
there's no hope, there's just no way.
Better to the middle,
pushing to the limit,
fast to madness,
fast to madness,
fast to madness,
I'm coming across,
stopping my pace,
this is the radio,
loud and insane,
there's just no
Fresh !
Run Or Die !
You're gonna power the first-world machine
I'm ready to influence the God of my dream
Driving fast, the path of damnation
We shouldn't gasp for new sensations
Mirror riders are the streets
Vendors call me, back of the sheep
I'm spilling tea, spurning your seed
I'll make them salt, make you fight free
Flash through madness Run or die
H2 Metres
that's too bad.
That's and
that's too bad.
That's to max.
Bye.