And I believe that before you die
You get a fraction of a second
To explore yourself
And in my life I've always wanted much more
So in my time to explore
I'll need much more

Traffic is the enemy
Traffic is the enemy
Traffic is the enemy
Traffic is the enemy

186,282 miles per second

To live longer in the subatomic sense
I must drive even faster must run even faster
Time will cease the closer I get
And on the shoulders of gods I'll surpass regret
It doesn't matter how minute the change
Because my mind is small my body is smaller
And at those speeds time is relative
And the more I understand the longer I'll live

And I believe that the key is found inside my car

Traffic is the enemy
Traffic is the enemy
Traffic is the enemy
Traffic is the enemy

186,282 miles per second

To live longer in the subatomic sense
I must drive even faster must run even faster
Time will cease the closer I get
And on the shoulders of gods I'll surpass regret
It doesn't matter how minute the change
Because my mind is small my body is smaller
And at those speeds time is relative
And the more I understand the longer I'll live

I must... go... FASTER!

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Writer(s): Kevin Charles Gibson, Robert Kleiner