Slipping past position You know I watch you drive Watching you painted in
chrome Max Factor I can see you a way to the drone Radio waves hitting
your brain from the phone Yes I can see (chorus) I can see what's on
your mind 'Cause you're never alone I am the voice inside your
head And the eyes in your radio I'm the eyes in your radio Help Mr.
Racecar driver You know I'm watching you too In the trauma room brain
dead Still you went faster Now your number means nothing Mr.
Nickle-plated candy man Are you feeling lifeless in aluminum Splitting
decisions to the core As everyone dances in the fast
lane (chorus) With all that's fake, there's sense to make From toys
that break It's time to throw away all the bad things that you hated You
scared yourself away Now hate's what you appreciate That's why people
lie People like you People like me So go away (chorus)