She puts on mascara and her tight suit Instead of high heels it’s plastic boots Freezing air won’t stop her pursuit As she draws on energy of her roots Her blood starts to rush on the way up Inside she’s on fire and bound to attack It’s just not in her nature to give up The fear of a crash will not hold back She’s a human machine But void of fear and rust Fueled by red gasoline Frozen hydro exhaust Her eyes so sharp and brown A hungry leopard on the prowl Watch as the clock runs down And tears you off the pedestal Eighty mile an hour adrenalin rush She craves it like a hard-core addict It’s worth the pain of a high-speed crash And heartbreak of a cold clock verdict A few medals shy and just out of reach Then she finally breaks down and cries Possessed by something you can’t teach Her blades cut again through thick ice She’s a human machine But void of fear and rust Fueled by red gasoline Frozen hydro exhaust Her eyes so sharp and brown A hungry leopard on the prowl Watch as the clock runs down And tears you off the pedestal Her body is bruised but spirit unbreakable She gets a ‘band-aid’ to finish final race A knee so abused but failure unthinkable Just unable to settle for a second place She flies down the hill at lightning speed Taming icy serpentine of a downhill slope She must satisfy her uncontrollable need Like a racehorse jockey going into galop She’s a human machine But void of fear and rust Fueled by red gasoline Frozen hydro exhaust Her eyes so sharp and brown A hungry leopard on the prowl Watch as the clock runs down And tears you off the pedestal