Storm

Ride slow through the smoke Cold lane,

no sleep

Run it low, run it low Run it low Skrrt on the

curve

Black tire marks on the road Run it

low

No brakes, all nerve Headlights cut through the smoke Run it low

Night bends, lane shifts Engine hum in my chest

Hold tight, don't miss Run it low Skrrt on the curve Steel

in the grin, I swerve Run it low Redline,

no words Whole block shakes when I turn

Run it low Too far gone to learn Run it low Fade

with the road Gone where the street signs blur