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
