Tesla Boy - Rebecca - Текст песни

Cry
    Of the road tonight
    Motorcycle fights
    Through the time
    Wheels
    Nailed to motorway
    Counting miles away
    It's not me
    Well, I guess I am superhero
    When I take you by the hand
    All the words are dead in a wind blow
    Rebecca

    Wild
    Streets like open space
    Dark, they form the face
    Of the desperation
    Leave
    Smell of gasoline
    My beloved machine
    For next generation
    We like king and queen in our kingdom
    And I know there is no end
    Till we moving faster than wind blow
    Rebecca

She looks through the glass
Raindrops are cold
Merging and deviding        

We're chasing the end of white line                     
We're the ones who 
are faster than time, time time
We're chasing the end of white line                     
We're the ones who are faster than time, time time