I can see the light is red
It reflects in your eyes
They scare me every time
I can't seem to rest my head
And my neck won't comply
So I glare down at the line
Green, go
Your foot on the gas again
My insides are lead
They press in the seating
Yellow
Make good on the pass again
We try to retread
There's less in repeating
We start, we stop
The brakes are hot
We're freezing
We're freezing
My hands are on the heater
Bracing me in prayer
I don't fear the reaper but
I hate being unprepared
I'd stop and I'd walk
Just as slow as I want
But it's colder still out there
So I fake and I feign
And it keeps me awake
If I check the brakes for wear
Green, go
Your foot on the gas again
My insides are lead
They press on the seating
Yellow
Made good on the past again
We tried to retread
The lesson's repeating
We start, we stop
The brakes are hot
We're freezing
We're freezing
