Brakes on, brakes on
The car [bad word] empty
Brakes on, brakes on
The car [bad word] empty
Downhill
Head on
This crash [bad word] slowly
Downhill
Head on
This crash [bad word] slowly
Move
Or watch the slow death of your way of life
There's a science to fear
It plagues my mind
And it keeps us right here
And it keeps us here

My ears
My eyes
My brain is slowly bustin
Black smoke
Red sky
The television's sayin
Downhill
Head on another crash [bad word] Downhill
Head on another crash [bad word] Move
Or watch the murder of your way of life

There's a science to fear
It plagues my mind
And it keeps us right here
And the less we know
The more we sit still
My baby's stuck on a road
That leads to nowhere, nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere

Brakes on, brakes on, brakes on
Brakes on, brakes on
There's a science to fear
It plagues my mind
And it keeps us right here
And the less we know
The more we sit still, sit still
My baby's stuck on a road
That leads to nowhere, nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere