He was my best friend, really like a brother  We had such nerve, it never failed  Used to be the fastest, we beat all the others  Noone there to challenge, they were all afraid    We traded in the first bikes, got a couple others  Sitting on the saddles, we started feeling power  Added more and more CC's, tried to find perfection  We could fly so fast we'd leave them scared for hours    Later when we finally bought the top of the line  Oh how those motorcycles filled up all our fantasy  Then it was too late, childhood behind  We were living in a speedworld ecstasy    40 - 60 - 80 dreams fell through  we saw the world in different colours  40 - 60 - 80 living in another world  we had the devil at our sides  40 - 60 - 80 not a single mile slower  we only saw the others behind us  40 - 60 - 80 we weren't stupid kids  we were the awesome new kings of every highway    Top of the line  Top of the line    80 - 90 - 100 and then came the end  I heard him cry and found the street was a sea of red  80 - 90 - 100 my best friend was dead  Now, the very next morning   Girl is kind of ashamed  Sorry about the boy last night  Wish he'd called her her name  Girl makes a decision  If she'll meet that boy again  Girl won't try to resist him  She'll kiss him again  and again...