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Drives into the night
with his motorbike.
Night full of lies,
burning shadow in his eyes.

Racing track and burning tires
lead him to sexual desire.

Burnout, with tire on fire.
Like a lightning strike
the feeling is so dire.
Burnout, no one calls him a liar.
World is much more bright
when your tire is on fire.

Carving south and carving east.
Not the last nor the least.
Feel the breath of the heat.
Can’t threaten the king of the street.

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