Throttle in My Veins

Name: Throttle in My Veins
Duration: 303 s
Description: Throttle in My Veins by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Throttle in my veins, checkered flag in my soul Every lap’s a prayer that I never let go From Farina to…”

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Verse 1

I was twelve when the TV lit up Silverstone green First time I heard that growl cut straight through the screen Dad said “kid that’s not noise, that’s a heartbeat in steel” I felt it in my chest like the truth I could feel Yellow helmet flashes, the smell of hot fuel in my dreams Every Sunday morning I was glued to the beam No one at school got it, they called it just cars But I knew it was more, it was blood, it was scars

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Throttle in my veins, checkered flag in my soul Every lap’s a prayer that I never let go From Farina to now, through the rain and the roar I’m a superfan forever, give me one lap more Throttle-throttle, throttle-throttle, feel it in my veins This is more than racing, it’s the fire in the reins

Verse 2

I learned every name like scripture on the wall Fangio’s calm, Senna’s fire, Schumacher standing tall Clark in the Lotus, Prost in the McLaren red Lauda back from the flames with the will in his head I’d stay up past midnight when the races ran late Argentina, Monza, the streets of Monaco straight I’d scream at the screen when the crashes would hit Then cry in the silence when the good ones would quit

Verse 3

Off-season hits different when the garage goes cold I’d scroll old footage just to feel something hold The empty calendar, the quiet in my room Missing the chaos like a flower misses bloom I’d argue with strangers on forums till dawn Defend my driver like he was family drawn Some called it obsession, I called it my truth F1 wasn’t a hobby, it was part of my youth

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Verse 4

Now it’s Miami lights and the stadium roar Verstappen flying, Hamilton still wanting more Leclerc dancing that Ferrari through the streets Norris and Piastri turning up the heat I watch from my couch with the same fire inside Still twelve years old when the lights go green wide The world got bigger but the feeling stayed true Global circus baby, still me and you

Verse 5

When I’m old and grey and the engines go still I’ll close my eyes and I’ll hear them all The roar that raised me, the dreams that never died F1 in my blood till the day I ride From Silverstone rain to the Miami sun Every hero I chased, every battle I won This ain’t just a sport, it’s the air that I breathe Throttle in my veins till I finally leave

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