Sasha Pieterse - R.P.M.

Fast pace, day to day
Is the only thing that keeps me sane
Blacktop beneath my wheels
Blue moon rising above the hills
Put it in gear
Put the pedal down
And I won't stop til the tank runs out...

Turning the ignition
Revving up my engine
Tearing up the highway of my life
Grinding up my gearbox
Skipping all the pit stops
Blazing right by red traffic lights
See, some folks like the slow lane... Me?
I just need the R.P.M.s
R.P.M.s
I just need the R.P.M.s
Wooow!

Under the hood
You can hear the sound
Of a restless heart that can't slow down
So much horsepower in my hands
Baby try and catch me if you can
No rearview mirror
And the brakes are shot
When life gets tough we kick it up a notch...

Turning the ignition
Revving up my engine
Tearing up the highway of my life
Grinding up my gearbox
Skipping all the pit stops
Blazing right by red traffic lights
See, some folks like the slow lane... Me?
I just need the R.P.M.s
R.P.M.s
I just need the R.P.M.s
Yeeeeah!

In this crazy race of mine
There's no such thing as a finish line....

Turning the ignition
Revving up my engine
Tearing up the highway of my life
Grinding up my gearbox
Skipping all the pit stops
Blazing right by red traffic lights
See, some folks like the slow lane... Me?
I just need the R.P.M.s
R.P.M.s
I just need the R.P.M.s

I just need the R.P.M.s
R.P.M.s
I just need the R.P.M.s