Endure Poem by Frank DeFulgentis

let the clutch free play
we'll bleed the steel
when the high temp curves
bend the wheels
watch n see
yea

i'm not done
til i'm dead
i'm feeling every word
you've said
like spinning rubber
high octane pull
no backing down
gas tank is full

hell is about to rise
i can see it in your eyes
our blood like wine
your lips on mine
i want it to burn
til the flames are thick
black oil lipstick
put the fire in motion
i won't hold back
we'll take it off the track