Sunday, October 30, 2016

The taste of speed

I want to forget about my body
I want to forget about my life
Speed is my addiction
Speed is my biggest strife

Get that motor running
Get it into the highest gear
Push the throttle deepest
Push away that fear

See the surroundings fading
See the surroundings die
Slowly things are getting lighter
Slowly I move up into the sky

I have my prediction clearly
I have my prediction there
Still twenty rounds to go for
Still twenty rounds without care

The smell of speed I'm tasting
The smell of endless space
I am coming down the line again
I am coming down with pace

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