First in line, second turn I wount give up un till the rubber burn Clear site, a moment of fright Green light, out of sight My thoughts my self an the weels It feals imposible to break free The wrong conclutions, make me feal Sterio interleaved This is my pashion, it takes control I tryed to stop but they wount lett me go Its time to make it, its right ahead Their right behind me and they wount me dead Il keep on moveing, it takes control I have to stop but they wount let me go If I let them catsh me il be dead Crash boom bang feal the burn Its only me and it os not to concern Il make the fast turns, and let it flow Lets hear the signal, and I'm ready to go It's my last shans final gole This is my problem and it has To be solved But I wil make it, I'm almost there I've done it now yes I have concured my fear This is my passhion, it takes control I have to stop, but it wount let me go Yes I wil make it, its right a head Their right behind me and they want me dead Il keep on moving, I've got control I have to stop but they want let me go If I let them catsh me il be dead