Traffic

Running out of time, you don't seem surprised
Roadblock in sight, no screeming tires
And you're moving to slow

Not a single smile is given
They rather give you the finger
Car horns are the perfect greeting
Traffic frenzy, no control

Hang up the phone, you're not alone
Here's your ticket, while they laugh at home!
Speed's a drug that can get you high

Hands on the wheel, stay cold and still
You can live longer than you can feel
They wanna lock you up, you'll have to pay your fine

As long as it messes with your insight

Driving out of state, drifting with no brakes
Silly mountains blow your mind away
Reach the border in no time

Can't explain the good old feeling
Road still empty, your slow breathing
Smoke sings while you see the city
Burning buildings, let it go

Slowly, your engine is dying
Pull over there comes the siren