

Cold metal in my lungs
Road smoke on my tongue
I lean where the night runs
Slide through the sparks
Run it up hard
(Run it up!) Tires sing black on the lane
Hands on the wheel Heart made of steel I don't slow down
For the flame
Bolts in the wall and the floor still shakes Gray in the
sky but the frame won't break
Dust on my teeth and the heat stays near I built this
nerve in a harder year
Chain on the kick and the snare hits flat
Every red line says go past that
Slide through the sparks
Run it up hard (Run it up!) Tires sing black on the
lane
Hands on the wheel Heart made of steel I don't slow down
For the flame
Ash on the glass
Heat in the frame
Still I ride
Still I remain
Shake
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Shake
Shake
Shake