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I smell disaster in the air, I'm bracing for the impact. I see their condescending stares as I try to keep my youth in tact. The world keeps spinning but I stand still, avoiding so-called progress. I'm being passed up and left behind, but I've made myself a promise.
I've got the world in my hands. I left my anchor in the sand beneath the Detroit River. I'm delivered; finally free to roam. My name is written on the road. They might as well have used my bones to pave the streets I run, and beat my drum, announcing to the world that...
We are the young! We are the unrelenting ones! We keep the records going, passion showing, all night long. We are the brave! We are the promise that you made! We keep the fire burning, tires turning, all night long.
I found the fountain of youth in my veins; in my bloodstream, in my heartbeat.