Today I had a serious talk
With my cardiologist's advice
He gave me pills I must now take
For the rest of my whole life
But he knows I'm a rebel soul
I don't like rules or lines
I despise both pills and limits
No matter how they're defined
Yet for some strange reason
My body wants to fight
Whatever its intentions are
It won't curb my flight
I've always lived at two hundred an hour
Maybe this is the price I'm paying now
A life of chasing every fleeting moment
Perhaps the world is trying to slow me down
But I've always lived at two hundred an hour
And maybe the engine's starting to break
After a race that burned too hot
Where I never hit the winning stake
Doctors say I should ease the pace
But my heart craves the thrill
How do you tell a roaring flame
To suddenly stay still?
This life of mine was built on speed
On sharp turns and endless tries
Slowing down feels like a prison
Like grounding a bird that flies
But still my pulse is warning me
That nothing burns forever
If I'm to keep the fire alive
Perhaps I must be clever
I've always lived at two hundred an hour
Maybe this is the price I'm paying now
A life of chasing every fleeting moment
Perhaps the world is trying to slow me down
But I've always lived at two hundred an hour
And maybe the engine's starting to break
After a race that burned too hot
Where I never hit the winning stake
Still I'll find a way to keep my flame
To live this life without regret or shame
At two hundred or at a slower stride
I'll make sure my spirit's alive inside