Throttle Blaze

Yeah,

throttle open, clear road.

Two wheels, asphalt cold.

Listen.

Kickstand up and I'm ready to fly Under the cover of a

midnight sky Engine is roaring,

the cylinders scream Living my life in a high-octane dream Clutching the

grip and I'm dropping the gear Leaving behind every shadow of fear

Needle is climbing, the scenery blurs Feel the vibration that deeply stirs (faster)

Twist the throttle, let the motor scream

We are riding on a gasoline stream

On the highway, flying so free

Nothing but the road ahead of me (let's go)

Leaning deep into the curve on the bend On this machine I

can truly depend Carbon fiber and the chrome in the light Slicing

right through the cold chill of the night exhaust is thumping a

beat in my chest Putting this high-speed machine to the test No

speed limit, no stopping the pace Winner take all in this ultimate

chase

Just the wind in my helmet,

the hum of the steel.

Nothing

is fake, this is all that is real.

(three, two, one, hit it)

Twist the throttle, let the motor scream

We are riding on a gasoline stream

On the highway, flying so free

Nothing but the road ahead of me (let's go)

Rolling slow now.

Engine cooling down. Just two wheels. (yeah)