Throttle Surge

(vrooooom) Pedal to the metal,

rubber on the street

Hear the engine screaming to the driving beat

We are moving faster than the speed of sound

Nothing left to hold us to the solid ground

In the blink of an eye,

it's a flash of light

Coming and out, escaping the night (go,

go, go) Fast car running,

breaking the wall

Never looking back, we are taking it all

Streaking through the shadows,

vanishing away

Leaving only dust in the decay

Out of sight, we are out of time

Living on the edge of a dangerous line

Coming and out

Gone in a flash (ahhhh)