Hysterically Relaxed

Forget the non-existing life you lead
And get into a car to drive a non existing road
If you see me in the corner of your rear view mirror
You’ll know I am real

Everybody’s in a rush to live forever
Everybody is hysterically relaxed
When you’re drowning in a sea of lazy and anarchy
You know you’re not alone

I am a post traumatic slave
With a smile on my face

I am a loaded gun the
Sun’s in my heart, and I’m ready for love