Midnight Drift

Midnight drift. Midnight drift. I'm wanting more. Midnight drift. Midnight drift, neon gleam. Bass hits hard, a living dream. Asphalt burns, the engines roar. Foot to the floor, I'm wanting more. City sleeping, concrete veins, washing off the acid Rains. Headlights cut the hazy gloom, Engine waiting for the boom. Grip the wheel, my knuckles white. Losing shadows in the night. Midnight drift, neon gleam. Bass hits hard, a living dream. Asphalt burns, the engines roar. Foot to the floor, I'm wanting more. Ghost in the machine, a blur of steel. Making all my rivals feel the pressure. Drop the sudden fear when I shift into another Gear. Sparks are flying from the floor. They hear my name and want no more. Midnight drift, neon gleam. Bass hits hard, a living dream. Asphalt burns, the engines roar. Foot to the floor, I'm wanting more. Red line screaming, tach is maxed. Every limit getting taxed. Taillights fading in their sights. Swallowed by the endless night. This dark street, I own the air. They're just breathing in my air.