Gasoline in My Veins

Verse 1 I was never one to wait for green lights in the rain, I’m the spark that cuts the dark, I’m the fire in the lane. Black lacquer on my bike, like midnight on the road, There’s a beat beneath my skin, and I’m ready to explode. Leather on my shoulders, burning embers in my eyes, The city fades behind me like a dream I leave behind. The wind tears up the words, but I don’t need a phrase, I fell in love with thunder, with the engine, with the chase. And when the motor growls like a wild beast underneath, I laugh inside my helmet, finally learning how to breathe. The smell of gasoline is the perfume that I choose, Oil on my hands — yeah, that’s my kind of truth. I don’t need shop-window glitter, I don’t need their pretty scene, I need freedom in my chest and a heart that runs on speed. I’m flying forward, beautiful like flame, And every turn I take is me carving out my name. Pre-Chorus My granddad used to ride not highways, but the fields, With a horse beneath the sunset and the whole world at his heels. He told me: “If you love the road, then ride it to the end.” Now his restless kind of courage lives inside my hands again. And when my fingers slowly wrap around the throttle tight, I feel him through the metal, through the years, through the night. Through the roar, through the distance, through the silence and the rain, He is riding here beside me… I can feel him once again. Chorus I turn it u-u-up, don’t let go, Higher-r-r now, where the wild winds blow! Wi-i-ind in my face, and my heart breaks free, I’m flying so fast like the sky lives inside of me! I turn it u-u-up, even harder tonight, The streets are burning gold in the headlight fire! Oh-oh-oh, my bike and I are one, Gasoline in my veins — I was born to run! Verse 2 I feel this machine like it isn’t made of steel, Like it knows my hidden heartbeat, like it knows the way I feel. Every bolt, every scratch, every shine on black lacquer, Is a love song with no sugar, no fake happy chapter. I melt into the motor, into rhythm, into light, And the morning shakes in mirrors like a secret turning bright. The road beneath my wheels is an old and silver string, And I play it loud and reckless till the dawn begins to sing. My love was never quiet, never “maybe,” never “soon,” My love is thunder rolling under leather, under moon. It’s a sharp start, it’s a pulse pushed past control, It’s a heart that keeps on screaming from the bottom of my soul. Black lacquer shines like a predator in rain, But the fire inside me burns too wild to be contained. And when I tear through darkness, the whole world looks behind, ’Cause there’s something living in me that no victory can define. Bridge Sometimes I can see it: Steppe dust, sunset sky… My granddad laughing softly: “Come on, girl, now ride.” But instead of a mane, it’s the wild wind I hold, Instead of old leather reins, it’s the bars in the cold. I would ride there beside him — Him on horseback, me on steel, Two ages in one picture, Two freedoms that are real. And in this crazy love for the road and for the flame, I carry on his dream, I carry on his name… And I ri-i-ide… Chorus I turn it u-u-up, don’t let go, Higher-r-r now, where the wild winds blow! Wi-i-ind in my face, and my heart breaks free, I’m flying so fast like the sky lives inside of me! I turn it u-u-up, even harder tonight, The streets are burning gold in the headlight fire! Oh-oh-oh, my bike and I are one, Gasoline in my veins — I was born to run! Outro Oil on my fingers, Wind on my lips, Memory in chrome, Life in every trip. And while the motor roars beneath me one more time, I know: Freedom isn’t found… It’s chased beyond the line… R-i-i-ide… Faster into li-i-ight… I was born to ride… Born to fly-y-y…