Here I go
There goes my heart
Again,
Driving wild horses
Racing fast
Reckless
Pedal to the metal
6th gear
Redlining
Throttle wide open
Music loud
Speakers blaring
I can see the embankment
But I'm riding
Shotgun
Oh **** handle
Turning
My knuckles white
The brake lines
Might as well be cut
Barreling down
This treacherous
Downhill spiral
Loving blind
Through
Windshield streaks
Of dead bugs
Splattered,
Going to plummet
Down the abyss
We'll crash and burn
And do it over again...
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