Throttle Avalanche

Red line rising on the dash Waiting for the green to flash

Tires gripping on the asphalt line

Got my hands on ten and two Nothing left for us to

do But leave the world behind

Pressure's building in the chest

No time for second-guessing

now

We are racing through the night

Underneath the yellow highway light

(faster, faster) Hearts are pumping,

engine screams Living on the edge of speed

Blurry shadows pass us by

Blacktop reaching to the sky

Every corner is a dance with fate

Feathering the pedal down

Spinning past the sleeping town

No, we cannot be late

Only the hum of the machine

The cleanest run

I've ever seen (ahhhh)

We are racing through the night

Underneath the yellow highway light

(faster, faster)

Hearts are pumping, engine screams Living on the edge of speed

(going, going, gone)