The Sound of Speed

We are an endangered species you and I We, lovers of speed We devotees of power, performance, and noise The evidence is everywhere You and I are being squeezed out, pushed aside And hunted down at every hairpin turn And yet, there is hope 116 on the highway, never slow down on the byway Never shy away from the pain or the blame With one hand white knuckled on the wheel switching lanes Shift down, headfirst, bad habits well versed Wrong way forward into traffic at the very worst Trippin' on the message while I'm counting all my blessings Trying not to become wreckage but I gotta fix my clutch work Blood sport, worldwide Aggregated deicide Pass around the blame while you worship the unsatisfied Despondent slaughter, of your sons and daughters But I know, how much we've lost along the way Can't find the words to show, how everything we've sown Is killing us slowly Praise leads to lethargy then temptation leads to stress Though my words may be a ministry my life is a mess And I profess, that the gasoline infection burns in hindsight But the sound of speed is loud enough To cut right through the spite Heel and toe, slow it down for a minute The speed is gonna kill me though I don't want to admit it Read my lips, I accept that I'm a hypocrite But now I hear the sirens coming so I've gotta split But I know, how much we've lost along the way Can't find the words to show, how everything we've sown Is killing us slowly