Slow Lane

Slay me
Come on get your hammer now and nail me
Be the cause and cure for all that ails me
'Cause I just need distraction tonight and all the time
Fake it
I’ll pretend you’re not pretending, I can take it
My heart’s already broken, you won’t break it
So give me some distraction from life
Turn down the lights
It’s like I dance on my grave, I’m romancing the blade
And I’m driving 95 in the slow lane
It’s like a drink for the insane, when I’m thirsty for change
And I’m driving 95 in the slow lane, in the slow lane
Dot, dot, dot the doctor
Be, be, be the doctor
Thrill me
And I don’t care if in the process you kill me
I’m already half dead so now fill me
With your poison make me feel alive
Kamikaze style
It’s like I dance on my grave, I’m romancing the blade
And I’m driving 95 in the slow lane
It’s like a drink for the insane, when I’m thirsty for pain
And I’m driving 95 in the slow lane, in the slow lane
Dot, dot, dot the doctor
Be, be, be the doctor
Who we pretend to be
To ourselves, to each other
What are we willing to see?
The mirror falls, we mourn the dream
I’m driving 95, I’m driving 95
Romancing the blade, so thirsty for change
Driving 95 in your slow lane
In your slow lane