| Straight ahead, in lines, cannot deviate
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| Speed maintained at a constant pace
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| The limit pushed until the limits break
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| The senses sharp, no failures, no mistakes
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| The spark ignites
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| We’re engaging our engines
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| Only first and best
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| There’s no second place
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| I can’t stop
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| It’s too late
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| Leaning up, accelerating
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| Far from ground, the sense
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| That gravity’s decreasing
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| No time for thought
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| Only rate of change
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| Can’t impede the rush
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| Once the countdown begins
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| Strong as steel
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| Testing all configurations
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| Machine control
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| Fused and integrated
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| This is life
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| This is real
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| This is not a simulation
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| The wake, slipstream
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| Collide, disintegration
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| I can’t stop
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| It’s too late
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| Leaning up, accelerating
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| Far from ground, the sense
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| That gravity’s decreasing
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| No air to breathe
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| There’s no atmosphere around me
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| I can’t think, I can’t speak
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| My speed is still increasing
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| Contact lost, no means
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| No means of communication
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| Moving faster now
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| On course to destination
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| I can’t stop
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| It’s too late
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| Leaning up, accelerating
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| Far from ground, the sense
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| That gravity’s decreasing
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| No air to breathe
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| There’s no atmosphere around me
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| I can’t think, I can’t speak
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| My speed is still increasing |