Show me how to live.

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Slaves bound to the lights,
Cutting across the boiling surface.
An oily haze drifting behind the harsh glare of braking lines.
Parkers flashing a taunt into each corner.

Full throttle, no remorse.

Into the crash we drive on the limit,
Laptimes shaved by the edge of an angels feather.
Crumplezones don't exist on the boundary between life and death.
Such obscene whispers coming through the tire squeal.

A need for speed.

Pistons pumping straight fire into the pit lane.
Igniting the molten tar binding the cars to the surface.
Invisible flames roar to inferno pitch.
And all you can hear is the crowd asking for more.

More.. More.. MORE!!

Encore!!

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