| They gave me training for superior esteem |
| They formed me well showed me the ropes |
| Ignition point is reached |
| A roar comes out (of) the mean machine |
| My symbols of success shown on the hood |
| I have the coordinates |
| No need to bring a map |
| Iʻm ever heading for the same |
| To the top! |
| Drive your horizon into clarity |
| Open up your eyes |
| This life’s a fucked up race |
| Instead of care weʻd rather take the lead |
| The speed defines our lives |
| Pressed into the seat of my machine |
| I let the window down |
| Put my elbow out |
| Let her rip and make her scream for me come on! |
| Ready set go |
| Drive your horizon into clarity |
| Open up your eyes |
| This life’s a fucked up race |
| Instead of care we’d rather take the lead |
| The speed defines our lives |
| Our souls and our minds but betrays all our dreams |
| Fill their lungs with exhaust fumes |
| Of inconsiderateness |
| My supercharger superheated |
| Superficial greatness |
| Without a stop, without a stop |
| This machine goes just one way |
| To the top! |
| Where are you? |
| Can’t seem to reach you |
| Speed up to |
| Yet i don’t arrive |
| Drive your horizon into clarity |
| Open up your eyes |
| This life’s a fucked up race |
| Instead of care we’d rather take the lead |
| The speed defines our lives |
| Our souls and our minds but betrays our |
| Lives our souls and our minds |
| And what´s more: Our dreams! |