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