GET STRAPPED IN / FEEL THE BITE / LOOK AT MYSELF / LOOK AT MYSELF / THE UNDEAD IN RAY BANS / DRIVE / TUNING IN TO WHITE NOISE BLUES / A SOUNDTRACK FOR DEADBEATS IN LANES OF TWO / FALLING ASLEEP AT THE WHEEL OF THIS REVOLUTION OF DIESEL EATERS, MOTORIZED GHOSTS, CARBON SMOKERS & HOVERING DRONES / NUMB... COLD... LIPS DRY OUT... & EYES SHUT DOWN / DRIVE / THIS APPARATUS VIBRATES ME TO MY VERY CORE & ECHOES / & THIS CONCRETE TRAIL, I'LL TRY TO SALVAGE SOMETHING MORE FROM SIDEROADS / SIGNALS OF MISTAKEN INTENT, SHORT ON CHANGE FROM HOURS SPENT / GRINDING MY TEETH LIKE GEARS, NAVIGATING ROADKILL THAT'S LAIN FOR YEARS / I WASTE IN MY AUTO PILOT SHELL / KEEP WHITE LINES MOVING / GET OUT THE WAY, GET OUT THE WAY / HOVERING DRONES