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Rebel racer speeding on |
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Will you ever reach the sun? |
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Blazing chrome, gleam machine |
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Fastest thing you've ever seen |
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Melting rubber clear a turn |
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You can smell the tires burn |
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Rapid speed, really steaming |
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Beyond the realms of death |
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With each unspoken breath |
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There's nothing you can't face |
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In a death race |
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Straightforeward course not hard to hold |
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Into the mists, nights so cold |
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You create a battle zone |
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Engine grinds to the bone |
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Smell of gas fills the air |
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Fuel leak, best beware |
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Driving hard, no second thought |
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Warning lights, don't get caught |
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Aiming for the blazing sun |
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So close he thinks the battle's won |
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Fuel blows from a single spark |
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Fireball lights up the dark |
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Rebel racer is no more |
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Battle's lost, black smoke and gore |
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Time forgets another soul |
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One more mark on the death toll |
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Beyond the realms of death |
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With each unspoken breath |
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Explosion leaves no trace |
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In a death race |
