Letras
Cold street
Glass lights
Empty blocks
Late nights
Door slams
Rain drums
Tires spin
No grin
Mirrors shake
City breath
Cold asphalt
Quiet threat
Lights dim
End grim
(Engine hums low, breath cracks)
It's the flight from the past
Engines whisper don't look back
Shadows crawl on the glass
Every mile cuts the past
No way back
No way back
No-no-no way back
Night pulls me
Night pulls me
No way back
Cold wind
Street blur
Lost turns
Late hour
Gas press
Heart-less
Miles rack
No track
Rear lights
Fade slow
Dead roads
Don't know
Cold rain
Glass cracks
(Shadows chase, violet mist)
It's the flight from the past
Engines whisper stay fast
Never slow never ask
Running deep through the dark
Leaving ghosts in the sparks
No way back
No way back
No way back
Night pulls me
No-no way back
Engine roar
Steel veins
Empty roads
Cold lanes
Neon streaks
Brakes squeak
Night deep
No sleep
Road cracks
No packs
Lost map
No tracks
Ghost lights
Fade black
It's the flight from the past
Every mile burns fast
No return from the past
Running blind through the dark
Leaving scars in the spark
No chains
No pains
Just rain