| I drift in the lights of the highways
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| My journey is speed, speed of light
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| Red-eyed targets in front of me
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| Neverending bloodstream of civilisations
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| No time for memories, no regrets
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| Blurred faces by the wayside
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| Were they waving their hands?
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| In motion they disappear without recognition
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| They mean nothing to me!
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| No recognition, no realization
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| And you mean nothing to me
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| No time for memories
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| They mean nothing for me
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| In motion they disappear
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| They mean nothing for me
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| I drift in the lights of the highways
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| I won’t look back, won’t hesitate
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| This is the rythm of survival, hertbeat of societies
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| Adrenaline corroding my veins
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| Nothing but the flow
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| Boiling blood, finally alive, forever caught in the circuit
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| No one can stop me now
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| Until my lungs collapse, until the end of my days
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| Out of my way!
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| Until the last alveolus, until my lungs collapse, until the end of my days,
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| until my lungs collapse
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| Don’t call my name
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| The noise of the engine aborbs your voice
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| So save your breath
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| I had to leave you behind
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| I’m miles away
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| I had to leave you behind
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| I am miles away, miles away
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| One small hit an i veer off course
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| Fever convulsions, my body is shaking
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| I’m stumbling and fainting, writhing and falling
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| My eyes are searching again, again for the lights of the highwas |