Watch the clock
Don’t slip.
Hands getting heavy.
Eyes getting sore.
Five straight hours in a tiny room, back against the door.
Noise in the background, pressure on the chest.
Nobody here gives a damn who came second best.
You say I’m moving too fast.
Seconds don’t last.
Tick. Tick.
Move your feet.
Out of time.
It’s now or never.
No second chance.
Step into the noise, take the final stance.
No guarantee, I just need a lane.
Drive through the limit, drive through the pain.
Run it back.
Don’t look down.
System overload.
Miles away from a comfortable road.
They want us to flinch, want us to slow.
We didn’t show up to put on a show.
Three seconds left.
No safety net.
Hit the switch.
It’s now or never.
No second chance.
Step into the noise, take the final stance.
No guarantee, I just need a lane.
Drive through the limit, drive through the pain.
Run it back.
Don’t look down.
Running out of time.
Run it back.
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