Wake to late Find her lying on the floor Blood red knife in hand the cops are at the door Beaten down Thrown around I dont know why Judge stares down at me She says 'son, you're doing time'
Grippin' tight Push the pedal to the floor Flying round the bend You can hear my engine roar And I know I will never lose a race Eyes of fire burn behind the mask that hides my face
One chance to beat them One shot at freedom
Racer, Im a wild racer Tear you up and shoot you down The tombstone's on ya now Racer, Im a wild racer For the thrill the race is mine they call me frankenstien
High octane Fury pulses through my veins Freedom lies ahead and there only is one way Head to head Through the air I speed away Racing down the streets tonight I've finally escaped
Racer, Im a wild racer Tear you up and shoot you down The tombstone's on ya now Racer, Im a wild racer For the thrill the race is mine they call me frankenstienTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
