The ultimate ride, the ultimate high I wanna reach up, and touch the sky Your minds a mist, cant take the pace Your brains behind in second place A group of friends, the adrenaline flows The pressures on, will your bottle go Round and round you wait your turn Its getting close, your stomach churns One deep breath and take the plunge Now your playing with a loaded gun Time is lost youve reached the top Youre coming down But you cant stop Reach for help but no ones there Gotta get out gotta get some air Cant turn back its all one way And youre the one whos gonna pay Cos the day is coming When the time seems right And the pressures all on you The time is coming When the ends in sight What are you going to do Ride for kicks, ride for kicks Ride for kicks, ride for fun Die for kicks, die for kicks Die for kicks, die for fun
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