Из альбома: Th1rt3en
You don't know what I feel, I get behind the wheel
A feeling in my soul
I hyperventilate as I accelerate
Till I've lost all control
My speed becomes relentless
Contesting all my senses
White line appearing faster
Prompting death and disaster
My superSonic Machine
Get out of my
Fast lane, like a jet plane
Like a freight train, I'm driving insane
Addicted to the fast lane
Rushing to my brain
No time to explain, this is my domain
Addicted to the fast lane
I look into mirror, red lights are drawing nearer
They think I've met my match
But I shift into high gear, soon they just disappear
You can't jail what you can't catch
I hear the engines screaming
I'm burning up the