Texty: Ninety Pound Wuss. Ninety Pound Wuss. I Am (Everything).

who needs God when you're like me? i'm driving off a cliff. i got everything in technology. i'm driving off a cliff. why should i brake my zone of comfort? i'm driving off a cliff. don't even think about slowing me down. i'm driving off a cliff. in my car i feel so safe, not paying mind to the world around me. this little shell of comfort, i'm still putting in my hours for it. drive around, just stop and go, i gotta reach my destination. 1st gear, 2nd gear, 3rd gear, roar. winde it out and shift. there's violence, poverty, sickness, corruption, riding in my face. but i don't care, i feel safe, 50 G's of comfort. i flip on the radio, it feeds my mind some flesh. i'm more than Carnel, heck i ain't ever been to church no... who needs God when you're like me? i'm driving off a cliff. i got everything in technology. i'm driving off a cliff. why should i brake my zone of comfort? i'm driving off a cliff. don't even slow me down. i'm driving off a cliff. i myself am "I Am". why should i weight the cost? that may mean change and my lifestyles all i've got. forget about dying, i'm invincible. i own a major corporation. my car's so fast i cannot see you in front of me. who cares about politics, who cares about my apathy, yeah. i'm in my car, i feel safe, not paying any mind to the world around me. ahhhhhhh!!! right here!!!! who cares? who cares? you suck. who cares? who cares? whatever, i suck. i'm everything ya see, everything! let's just do it all again. i just need to fix one part. we're not doing it again. we love you bob