Turn The Keys

Turn the keys
Pump the gas,
Rev the engine please
Running with class.

With speed I say goodbye
What is there to see,
Speeds to which we die
Nothing to save me.

Running away from here
Push the pedal,
Nothing more to fear
My head like a boiling kettle.

I drive so long
Down the road I fly,
Blasting my favorite song
Reaching my hands to the sky.

Not afraid of what to come
Looking at the road flash by,
Hearing the pistons drum
Realizing I can die.

Fighting this force
Car lights coming at me,
Stuck on this doomed course
My death no one thought to see.