Ooh.
Yeah.
Turn on, I see red.
Adrenaline crash, crack my head.
Natural drug that paint me dead.
And I see red.
A hundred plus through black and white.
War horse, war head, fuck 'em man.
My knuckle tight.
Through black and white.
Ooh, wanna burn.
Burning hard, loose and clean.
And I burn.
Turning my direction.
Quench my thirst with gasoline.
Yeah.
Turn on beyond the bone.
Swallow future, spit out home.
Burn your fate upon the chrome.
Yeah.
Take the corner, go in the crash.
Ooh.
Yeah.
Turn on, I see red.
Adrenaline crash, crack my head.
Natural drug that paint me dead.
And I see red.
A hundred plus through black and white.
War horse, war head, fuck 'em man.
My knuckle tight.
Through black and white.
Ooh, wanna burn.
Burning hard, loose and clean.
And I burn.
Turning my direction.
Quench my thirst with gasoline.
Yeah.
Turn on beyond the bone.
Swallow future, spit out home.
Burn your fate upon the chrome.
Yeah.
Take the corner, go in the crash.
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