Ride Wild

Ride Wild

Engines roaring like a battle cry,
Smoke and thunder rolling through the sky.
Every gear shift’s a spark in the night,
Every heartbeat’s pushing for flight.

No chains, no walls, just an endless road,
Carrying dreams in a heavy load.

Ride—wild and free, don’t slow it down,
Burn the blacktop, own this ground.
Through the dust, through the flame,
Every mile calls my name.
Ride—with the wind in my face,
Chasing time I’ll never replace.
On this road, I’m alive inside,
Born to run, born to ride.

Moonlight paints on the silver chrome,
Every horizon feels like home.
No fear in the shadows I chase,
Just the thrill of the endless race.

Let the tires sing their song,
On this ride, I belong.
Every turn’s a brand-new fight,
Every star lights up the night.

Ride—wild and free, don’t slow it down,
Burn the blacktop, own this ground.
Through the dust, through the flame,
Every mile calls my name.
Ride—with the wind in my face,
Chasing time I’ll never replace.
On this road, I’m alive inside,
Born to run, born to ride.

No finish line, no place to hide,
Just me and the night—on the ride.