Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Chrome scars Rubber on my teeth Gas mask Breathing down the heat Crowd roars Like a thousand wars Black flag in my rearview Begging for more [Chorus] I’m runnin’ circles in a cage of steel Last lap to hell I don’t touch the brake If I gotta die Let it be at full tilt Paint on my doors and the halo shakes NASCAR nightmares on a Sunday field Burning my name in the stands I shake If I gotta die Let it be at full tilt Last lap to hell Let the track just take [Verse 2] White line Carving through my veins Pit sign Dripping with my name Side swipe Sparks against the wall If I climb that banking I ain’t comin’ down at all [Chorus] I’m runnin’ circles in a cage of steel Last lap to hell I don’t touch the brake If I gotta die Let it be at full tilt Paint on my doors and the halo shakes NASCAR nightmares on a Sunday field Burning my name in the stands I shake If I gotta die Let it be at full tilt Last lap to hell Let the track just take [Bridge] Helmet on like a bullet in a barrel (yeah) Prayer taped to the dash in a spiral Thunder in the throttle Rival in my sight If this is my sermon It’s preached at redline (hey!) [Chorus] I’m runnin’ circles in a cage of steel Last lap to hell I don’t touch the brake If I gotta die Let it be at full tilt Paint on my doors and the halo shakes NASCAR nightmares on a Sunday field Burning my name in the stands I shake If I gotta die Let it be at full tilt Last lap to hell Let the track just take
Tags
metal, High-octane thrash metal with twin-guitar riffing, double-kick barrage, and gritty male vocals. Verses churn in a mid-tempo chug, engines-idling tension; chorus explodes into a faster, shout-along hook with gang vocals. Breakdowns hit with drop-tuned slides and pick scrapes, then a squealing lead break tears through before a halftime, headbanging final chorus.
Duration
4:06
Instrumental
No
Created
3/5/2026