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.
Writer(s): John Himmelberg, Matt Nelson, Jeff Bettger
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