Counting on nothing, the numbers get higher
Blinded by reason, you're asleep at the wheel
Confused understanding, with a slip for the hold
Squeeze past the pressure, you're asleep at the wheel
A magical moment, is it too much of a good thing?
Recycled in memory, was it too much of a good thing?
Why can't you remember, is it too much of a good thing?
Preserved in its danger, you're all asleep at the wheel
Blank stare and a whisper, but who are you judging?
I though you'd be different, you're all asleep at the wheel
A special assignment, is it too much of a good thing?
Unlocked under pressure, is it too much of a good thing?
Confined unforgiveness, is it too much of a good thing?
A new kind of danger, you're all asleep at the wheel
Hope in revision, slight miscalculation
It all goes in stages, you're asleep at the wheel
A blank stare and a whisper
I thought you were different
But who are you judging?
I thought you were different
You're asleep at the wheel

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