Last Lap to Hell

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

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

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

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

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!)

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