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When I'm driving down the road |
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I want to feel the speed |
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I push my machine to the max, |
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This is what I need |
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My fingers gripping, grip so tight, |
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My foot is to the floor |
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My blood is racing through my veins, |
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This is my reward |
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Test my fate by living on the edge (on the edge) |
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And if I die I die just like so many others |
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[Chorus] |
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Man and machine - |
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I can't hide my need for speed, I'm the man |
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Man and machine - |
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And I'll try fast as can be |
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My heart is beating with such might |
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I feel it might explode |
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Throwing caution to the wind |
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It flattens down the road |
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The sirens screaming, scream so loud, |
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I laugh and sing along |
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The engine makes a noise so sweet, |
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As sweet as any sound |
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I feel my hair is standing on its edge (on its edge) |
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I lose control just around the bend |
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[Chorus] |
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Tires squealing, ripping metal, |
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It's over in seconds, |
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It was so orchestral |
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My body now is beaten and battered, |
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As fast as it could be |
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Was all that had mattered |
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[Solo] |
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Man and machine - |
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I can't hide my need for speed, I'm the man |
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Man and machine - |
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If I die don't cry for me, I'm the man |
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Man and machine - |
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Oh, we're as one, man and machine |
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Man and machine... |
