Faster Faster Songtext
von The Nightcore
Faster Faster Songtext
The dust is burning
The wheels are going faster, faster
Faster on the track
The game is finished
The line comes closer
First place is only that comes into my head
Hey, get over here
You′d better not cheating
This time I'll be near
My fist is not greeting
Before they forget who was the second
You shall regret of using your method
Living my life on the road
Searching the sharpest way
Putting my soul on the board
Heating my veins all the day
Drifting around the corner
Making my move straight ahead
Who is behind? Never go blind
Reaching the fame, not the bet
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
My heart is bleeding
Gloves against the law
Mouth is growling
Pulled the shortest straw
Born in the race
Prize is not enough
Headwind burns my face
Things are getting tough
Wheel is hot and sharp
Way is full of dangers
Flag is raising up
Afraid to shoot strangers
New wave is coming
Noise is getting loud
My son is growing
Making me so proud
Living my life on the road
Searching the sharpest way
Putting my soul on the board
Heating my veins all the day
Drifting around the corner
Making my move straight ahead
Who is behind? Never go blind
Reaching the fame, not the bet
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
My trip is not finished
Until my ashes vanished
The wheels are going faster, faster
Faster on the track
The game is finished
The line comes closer
First place is only that comes into my head
Hey, get over here
You′d better not cheating
This time I'll be near
My fist is not greeting
Before they forget who was the second
You shall regret of using your method
Living my life on the road
Searching the sharpest way
Putting my soul on the board
Heating my veins all the day
Drifting around the corner
Making my move straight ahead
Who is behind? Never go blind
Reaching the fame, not the bet
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
My heart is bleeding
Gloves against the law
Mouth is growling
Pulled the shortest straw
Born in the race
Prize is not enough
Headwind burns my face
Things are getting tough
Wheel is hot and sharp
Way is full of dangers
Flag is raising up
Afraid to shoot strangers
New wave is coming
Noise is getting loud
My son is growing
Making me so proud
Living my life on the road
Searching the sharpest way
Putting my soul on the board
Heating my veins all the day
Drifting around the corner
Making my move straight ahead
Who is behind? Never go blind
Reaching the fame, not the bet
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
Faster, faster
My trip is not finished
Until my ashes vanished
Writer(s): громов артём сергеевич Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

