High Side

I took the high side

Wheel in the red

Smoke in the mirror

Noise in my head

Chain on my teeth

Mud in my name

I don’t back down

I came for the flame

Curb to the bone

Hands like a vise

One wrong move

And it pays in hospital time

Hear that roar

Coming close

Black flags rise

I want more

High side, high side (high side)

I don’t fold, I don’t slide....I

High side, high side (high side)

Take the hit, let the night

High side, high side (high side)

Burn it out, let them fight

High side, high side (high side)

I was made for the ride

No prayer left

Just grit and scar

Hardcore heartbeat

Under the tar

Fists in the air

Crowd turn mean

Broken teeth

And a machine

Riff like steel

Drum like war

Every last breath

Wants more and more

Hear that roar

Coming close

Black flags rise

I want more

High side, high side (high side)

I don’t fold, I don’t slide....I

High side, high side (high side)

Take the hit, in the night

High side, high side (high side)

Burn it out, let them fight

High side, high side (high side)

I was made for the ride

Dead stop

Then the blast

Face to the grind

I’m built to last

Break my frame

I still stand

Call my name

I take the band

High side, high side (high side)

I don’t fold, I don’t slide....I

High side, high side (high side)

Take the hit, in the night

High side, high side (high side)

Burn it out, let them fight

High side, high side (high side)

I was made for the ride