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The Need for Speed


Not a drink in hand

or drug in sight

Behind the wheel

Hold on tight

Speed was his drug

Racing for fun

No thoughts of danger

Just a game to be won

He was just eighteen

A promising future ahead

Loving family and friends

live with a lifetime of dread

His smile and laughter

forever in our hearts

Heaven has a new angel

but we've fallen apart

Still planting flowers

at that fiery scene

We'll never forget

he was only eighteen