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• Artiste: Parker McCollum
• Titre: Speed
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I came in going at a hundred miles an hour Just a kid outta Conroe looking for something a little bit louder Learning it gets blurry, in a hurry on the edge I spent damn near fifteen years out on the highway pushing red Hammer down, never sticking around, head harder than a tree Foot on the gas, never looking back and always ready to leave I remember shaking my head when my old man told me "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed" She came in slow and easy, falling like a feather Her blue eyes felt like an old handwritten letter I learned the hard way she was right about taking her time So, I just pretend that wherever she is it's at the end of the line Hammer down, never sticking around, head harder than a tree Foot on the gas, never looking back and always ready to leave I remember shaking my head when that girl was telling me "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed" Hammer down, never sticking around, head harder than a tree Foot on the gas, never looking back and always ready to leave I remember shaking my head when my old man told me "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed" "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed