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I can see myself tearin' up the road

Faster than any other boy has ever gone

Oh and my skin is raw but my soul is ripe

And no one's gonna stop me Now I'm gonna make my escape
But I can't stop thinking of you And I never see the sudden curve Till it's way too late

And I never see the sudden curve  Till it's way too late...
Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit In the blazin' sun

Torn and twisted At the foot of a burnin' bike

And I think somebody somewhere Must be tolling a bell
And the last thing I see Is my heart, still beatin'

Breakin' out of my body And flyin' away

Like a bat out of Hell...

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