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Slow down and drive


Lusts causes the light to turn into sand
The hourglass falls right out your hand
In your sight it never would end
Thought you’d get away rushed at the bend
Ran into the curve and fell right off the cliff
Man I told you you had to drift
Slow down a minute and think about it
Touring the town forgot the pit
Now you’re out of gas
Man this happened so fas…
I told you once and I’ll tell you again
All your good times must come to an end
 
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