Kraftvolle Metalcore- und Deathcore-Songs, gelegentlich ergänzt durch Rock und andere Genres. Texte von mir, Musik generiert mit den KI-Tools Suno und Udio.

Lyrics:

(Chorus)
Born in the fast lane, we live by the speed,
Through trials and tribulations, we bleed.
Frustration fuels the fire, but we don’t fucking quit,
Gran Turismo’s lessons burn deep, every bit.

(Verse 1)
Pedal to the floor, engines scream through the night,
Chasing down the gold, gotta get it fucking right.
Speed is my weapon, the road is my stage,
Cars blur by as I unleash the rage.
Racing lines perfect, but the pressure’s high,
One wrong move, and I’m fucked, goodbye.

(Pre-Chorus)
Licenses earned, but man, it’s fucking hell,
Trying to hit gold, with the clock like a damn bell.
Every inch counts, every second’s a curse,
But when I nail it, I’m king of the fucking universe.

(Chorus)
Born in the fast lane, we live by the speed,
Through trials and tribulations, we bleed.
Frustration fuels the fire, but we don’t fucking quit,
Gran Turismo’s lessons burn deep, every bit.

(Verse 2)
Turn after turn, I know every line,
But the license tests push me past my fucking prime.
Silver’s a joke, I need that gold,
But man, these tasks are fuckin’ cold.
Restart, retry, but I’ll never be done,
This game taught me to race, now I’m number one.

(Pre-Chorus)
Hours spent in the driver’s seat,
Learning the craft with every defeat.
A love-hate bond with this asphalt pain,
But every victory makes up for the strain.

(Chorus)
Born in the fast lane, we live by the speed,
Through trials and tribulations, we bleed.
Frustration fuels the fire, but we don’t fucking quit,
Gran Turismo’s lessons burn deep, every bit.

(Bridge)
From the first turn to the final lap,
It’s all precision, no fucking nap.
I’ve cursed at the screen, thrown down the pad,
But now I’m flying, and it don’t feel so bad!

(Breakdown)
Fuck the brakes, we’re all in!
No second place, it’s time to win!
Gran Turismo’s in my soul,
Driving fast, that’s the goal!

(Chorus)
Born in the fast lane, we live by the speed,
Through trials and tribulations, we bleed.
Frustration fuels the fire, but we don’t fucking quit,
Gran Turismo’s lessons burn deep, every bit.