-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 🎶 Es gibt da eine deutsche Community für Suno-Artisten... 🎶 🎶 Wir sind die StorytellerZ und Du findest uns im Discord unter: 🎶 👉 https://discord.gg/storytellerz -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @Meytsch 2026 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nathaniel Aguilar is a character from the *Vampire: The Masquerade* role-playing game setting. Having left a bad past behind him, he is now taking his life into his own hands. He works at a tattoo parlor and is earning things that belong to him for the very first time. He believes he has his life under control—unaware of the things lurking out there in the darkness. [Intro – spoken] Helmet on. Key turns. Engine low. No destination. Just go. [Verse 1] Whole damn day still stuck in my head, too little sleep, too much left unsaid. Names and faces, words on repeat, every thought keeps finding another beat. Leave the traffic, leave the lights, leave that noise to the city tonight. Buildings fall back, lanes open wide, first clean breath when I start to ride. Shift one up, then one more, feel that pull, don't ask what for. Wind hits hard, heat falls away, nothing ahead telling me to stay. [Hook] Engine and road, let the blacktop carry the load. City lights fade in the mirror behind, mile by mile, I get out of my mind. Engine and road, nothing to prove, nowhere to go. Let the wind cut through all the noise till I hear something close to my own voice. [Verse 2] Brake for the bend, lean into the line, roll back out and let the motor climb. Hands on the bars, eyes on the lane, for once my head and my body feel the same. Seville turns small somewhere behind, a pale gold mark at the edge of the night. Take a side road just because it bends, don't need to know where the damn thing ends. Second exit, decision late, thinking too long only makes me wait. Nothing fixed and nothing erased, but the thoughts can't run at this kind of pace. [Hook] Engine and road, let the blacktop carry the load. City lights fade in the mirror behind, mile by mile, I get out of my mind. Engine and road, nothing to prove, nowhere to go. Let the wind cut through all the noise till I hear something close to my own voice. [Break] No revelation. No grand escape. Just less noise. More air. That's enough. [Verse 3] Fuel light glows, finally calls my bluff, guess even freedom needs a tank filled up. Two old pumps under cold station light, kill the engine, everything goes quiet. Helmet on the seat, dust on my boots, heat in the metal, night settling in. I didn't solve it. Didn't even try. I just rode till the static passed me by. [Final Hook] [Hook] Engine and road, let the blacktop carry the load. City lights fade in the mirror behind, mile by mile, I get out of my mind. Engine and road, nothing to prove, nowhere to go. Let the wind cut through all the noise till I hear something close to my own voice.