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Ride slow, headlights on my soul, ride slow, headlights on my soul, whispers in the night say go, but I keep moving on my own, ride slow, headlights on my soul.


Smoke in the mirror, heartbeat clearer, city breathing heavy like a hunted ghost, one step deeper, night gets meaner, I can feel the bass crawling close.

Then I slide, no brakes, no fear in the chase, dark wave hit hard like it’s cutting my veins, shadow on the road and it’s calling my name, engine screaming loud like it’s going insane, speed up, lights flash, I’m gone with the wind, cold soul, black tint, no love, no sin, every lane I take got a story within, when the beat goes mad I begin I begin.

Ride slow, headlights on my soul, ride slow, headlights on my soul.