I'm cruising hard as a crazy bastard.
Would make my life a complete disaster.
To rule the world without a master.
I'm catching up, car is cruising faster.
'Cause I've got no time for love,
'Cause I'm always on the run.
I'm a bullet from a gun.
I've got no job but I'm always working.
I'm on the run, wheels always turning.
Is where I sleep while my engine's cooling.
Is where my beat is always burning.
Life is just a plan
To get all that you can
And no one understands.
OKAY, TODAY, FAR AWAY
Are you coming with me or not?