Way past overdrive
Full on redline
No easing up

Your life's flying by
Pushing and passing
Yourself you've just passed

First over the finish
You still come in last
Face turning to stone

Your eyes owl-wide
No easing up
More speed is your high

Look and feel
Twice your age
Grinding in your silent rage

Dying at twice the speed
Yet not enough to
Quench your need

Redline, foot to the floor
Redline, slow-paced is a bore
Redline, yourself you've just passed

Redline, you still come in last