RedLineSyndrome

Yeah.

Red line.

We crossin’ everything.

Skrt—!

Let’s go.

Tachometer broke, needle buried in the red (skrt!)

Pull up, ghost ride, leave the whole block dead (brrr!)

No brakes, no fear, just the voices in my head (yeah!)

Smoke trails, nail the gas, watch the pavement spread (woah!)

Diamonds froze, like the wind when I pass (ice!)

Rearview mirror show the past in the glass (bye!)

I don’t look back, only forward, make it fast (vroom!)

Life a race, I’m the glitch, I’m the crash (grrah!)

Five—four—three—two—

I don’t need a crew, I just need the fuel

One—hit—ignite—the—street

I’m the fire at the end of the concrete!

Red line syndrome! (Syndrome!)

Run it till it’s none of it! (None of it!)

Red line syndrome! (Skrt!)

Burn the air, we done with it! (Done with it!)

Red line syndrome! (Woah!)

Pedal to the floor, watch it spin!

Red line syndrome! (Grrah!)

We own the night, we let it in!

Engine scream, make the demons in the trunk (woah!)

Cut the lights, only sparks when I pump (brrr!)

Concrete jungle, I’m the lion, I’m the hunt (yeah!)

Leave a mark, leave a scar, that’s the stunt (skrt!)

Heatwave, shake the ground, feel the quake (boom!)

Decisions made, no remorse, that’s the stake (grrah!)

I was born where the sirens never sleep (never!)

Now I ride where the shadows always creep (creep!)

Red— (yeah)

Line— (skrt)

Red line syndrome! (Syndrome!)

Run it till it’s none of it! (None of it!)

Run it till it’s none of it! (None of it!)

Red line syndrome! (Skrt!)

Burn the air, we done with it! (Done with it!)

Burn the air, we done with it! (Done with it!)

Red line syndrome! (Woah!)

Pedal to the floor, watch it spin!

Red line syndrome! (Grrah!)

We own the night, we let it in!

Red line syndrome! (Skrt!)