Text1.ru Axxion - Wild Racer

Wake to late
Find her lying on the floor
Blood red knife in hand the cops are at the door
Beaten down
Thrown around I don't know why
Judge stares down at me
She says 'son, you're doing time'

Grippin' tight
Push the pedal to the floor
Flying round the bend
You can hear my engine roar
And I know
I will never lose a race
Eyes of fire burn behind the mask that hides my face

One chance to beat them
One shot at freedom

Racer, I'm a wild racer
Tear you up and shoot you down
The tombstone's on ya now
Racer, I'm a wild racer
For the thrill the race is mine
They call me Frankenstien

High octane
Fury pulses through my veins
Freedom lies ahead and there only is one way
Head to head
Through the air I speed away
Racing down the streets tonight
I've finally escaped

Racer, I'm a wild racer
Tear you up and shoot you down
The tombstone's on ya now
Racer, I'm a wild racer
For the thrill the race is mine
They call me Frankenstien


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