Black Leather Grip

Verse 1
Keys in the slot and the analog screaming
Red in the mirror, you think you were dreaming
Stomp on the floorboard, the engine ignited
Locked in the tunnel, no exit invited
Bass in the trunk got the quarter-panel shaking
Blood on the wheel and the promises breaking
We run the strip when the halogen dies
Cold staring face behind polarized eyes

Chorus
Black leather grip, eighty-four on the dash
Living too fast just to blow in the crash
Heavy with the bass, keep the trigger in hand
We don't take orders, we take the command
Black leather grip, hit the pedal and slide
Nothing but shadows along for the ride

Verse 2
Snare hits hard like a crack in the glass
Moving full throttle, you living in past
Got the low frequency vibrating deep
Monsters awake while the city asleep
Synthetic venom all up in the vein
No turning back when we bring in the pain
Look at the smoke when the tires combust
Leaving your crew in a cloud of the dust

Chorus
Black leather grip, eighty-four on the dash
Living too fast just to blow in the crash
Heavy with the bass, keep the trigger in hand
We don't take orders, we take the command
Black leather grip, hit the pedal and slide
Nothing but shadows along for the ride

Bridge
Analog dark, heavy voltage, no fear
End of the line and the sirens are near
Cut off the headlights and vanish in black
Once we take off, there is no turning back

Chorus
Black leather grip, eighty-four on the dash
Living too fast just to blow in the crash
Heavy with the bass, keep the trigger in hand
We don't take orders, we take the command
Black leather grip, hit the pedal and slide
Nothing but shadows along for the ride