I'm Dead! Run! (Industrial Metal))

I'm Dead! Run! Run! I'M Dead! I woke up with a siren in my veins, Another day to outrun the chains. My pulse is hammering against the steel, The only thing that tells me I'm real. Black dust rising from the ground, Every step shakes the devil's town. Can't slow down, can't stand still, Life is a hunt and I'm chasing the kill. The road is mean, The road is cold, It wants my blood, It wants my soul. My heart is made of gasoline! Burning hot in a death machine! Faster! Faster! Through the pain! Lightning running through my brain! I gotta run! I gotta move! I gotta break right through! If I stop— If I breathe— If I fall to my knees... I'm dead. Rusty fences, broken bones, A thousand ghosts call my phone. They're whispering: "Slow down, son." But the race ain't over, The race ain't won. Barbed wire sky, Concrete rain, Every obstacle feeds the flame. The closer danger comes to me, The more alive I seem to be. No heaven waits, No angels sing, Just the sound of my heart Like a turbine spinning. My heart is made of gasoline! Burning hot in a death machine! Faster! Faster! Through the pain! Lightning running through my brain! I gotta run! I gotta move! I gotta break right through! If I stop— If I breathe— If I fall to my knees... I'm dead. RUN! RUN! RUN! The engine never sleeps! RUN! RUN! RUN! The beast inside me feeds! Adrenaline! Adrenaline! Adrenaline! Inject the fear! Inject the speed! Adrenaline! Adrenaline! That's all I need! My heart is made of gasoline! A runaway outlaw machine! Every scar and every crash Only makes the fire last! I gotta run! I gotta move! I got nothing left to prove! Death is riding at my side... But tonight... I'm enjoying the ride. Still breathing. Still bleeding. Still running. And loving every second.