EngineI do not feel it, I just runHeart is a motor, not a thing to outrunEngineNo throttle but forward, no gear but onThe driver can be tired but the engine carries onPain is just data, I read it and I goThrottle in the red but the red is where I growNo off switch on the days I do not want toThe engine does not ask the driver how it feel toFuel is the boring breakfast, fuel is the early nightBuilt in the dark so the engine runs rightEngineI do not feel it, I just runHeart is a motor, not a thing to outrunEngineYou are not tired, you are just warmThis is the machine doing exactly what it is forEvery system green, every gauge in the lineThe body is a engineer that built itself on timeDiscomfort is the sound an engine makes at speedIt is not a warning, it is just the engine freedStrip it to the pulse, strip it to the beatNothing but the heart and the hammer of the feetThis is what you are, under the noise and the doubtA engine that was built to never figure quitting outEngineI do not feel it, I just runHeart is a motor, not a thing to outrunEngine
