Cinderleaf

Time's wasting, as he's racing
Heading the corners, taking the corners
Too quickly, he's gripping
The wheel as he takes the left turns
"where are the right turns?" he's wondering
Why he runs around in circles
Pressing, never letting
The fear of his failure get in the way
The car in fourth never kisses the girl
The care in fourth neve takes home the gold
But he pushed on, he pushes on
But no matter how hard he tries
He'll never be seen, never to be recognized
Faser, fuel is faster
What happens when the tank is empty?
Will he stop, give up?
Or finish the job with what he's got
Inside him, there's conflict
To risk it all or salvage everything
He's got left, is worth it
Is it worth his happiness?