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