Faster, Faster - Bree Sharp

The leather boots I was born in

Are tattered, torn out and worn in

My skin is cracked as the desert ground

The dusty road that’s ahead will

Be my board and my bed till

What I am looking for is found

And yesterday is right behind me like a loaded gun

So I’m racing toward the horizon

Faster, faster, I’m a trashy motorcycle beauty

The road is all I’ve ever known

Faster, faster, I’m the star in this disaster movie

And in the end I ride alone

Ride alone

I dig my heels in the gravel

I rig my gear up for travel

I swig a taste of my whiskey or gin

I met a sucker on Sunday

I took his wallet on Monday

Then I was out on the road again

And yesterday is right behind me like a loaded gun

So I’m racing toward the horizon

Faster, faster, I’m a trashy motorcycle beauty

The road is all I’ve ever known

Faster, faster, I’m the star in this disaster movie

And in the end I ride alone

Ride alone

Yesterday is right behind me like a loaded gun

So I’m racing toward the horizon

Faster, faster, I’m a trashy motorcycle beauty

You know my heart is paved in stone

Faster, faster, I’m the star in this disaster movie

And in the end I ride alone

Ride alone

Ride alone

Ride alone

Ride alone