My hands are ten and two upon the wheel.
My seats back and I no longer feel you bitch, moan.
I'm satisfied by silence.
My foot's down, flush to the floor.
The fear of god ain't much anymore.
Compared to me behind the wheel of my machine.
Wish I could shift up because I feel like more.
I've got my foot down flush to the floor.
Drop down in O/D to satisfy my
Need.
My hands are ten and two upon the wheel.
The seats back and I no longer feel you bitch, moan.
I'm satisfied by silence.
You're locked inside, strapped down to what holds.
Not even god should have this much control all over you and me, sucking up more speed.
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