Death Race Lyrics - Play My Game - Tim Ripper Owens

Driving fast along the shoreline 

Kicked into gear with speeds that kill 

All's a blur I'm going so fast 

I don't know if I will survive 

Hold on you need to set the pace 

With breakneck speeds 

They call this a death race whoa whoa whoa 

Foot to the floor there is no breakin' 

A will to win that's what you need 

You have no friends you'll just keep fakin' 

You just keep raging until the end 

Hold on you need to set the pace 

With breakneck speeds they call this a death race 

Down the stretch there's no time to rest 

He tries to pass it will be his last 

With one last turn he takes a deep breath 

For this will be his last race of death yeah of death 

You got to hold on you need to set the pace 

With breakneck speeds they call this a death race