Winding up my engines

Com' on fill my noise

Listen to them howl and growl

I'm all lit up

Here I go again

Two feet on the brakes

One hand on the gas

Guys on the front screaming for help

Being begged to catch and go

Its just a ball of dirt under my feet

Zero to two at 185

Jumping off the deck

A Warthog on the loose

Feeling my way through the darkness

Searching for a radio call

Rising up to catch hell

A Knight of the air

Looking forward to the fight

I'm the one, its automatic

You're the kinda friend that begs me

Only when you're breaking

Riding the highway to hell in

Triple A lights my path up

Coming in hot, one away, two away

Shells ravage my plane

I'm on fire and never coming back

As I become the midnight sun

Like the missile in my wing

I'm going down, down, down

Could have been the Jim Beam

Could have been the Wild fling

I stumbled on a broken dream.