HANDS
ON

This is a countdown I’m planning to leave
I’m heading out of this town I’m sick of the beef
I been wandering too long before it gets bad
I’m packing my memories and it’s time to

Move on cruise on, maybe in the wrong direction
Baby I’ll be – hands on the steering wheel

It’s too late – it’s too fake
But I’ve got nothing to lose
Check mate – no hate
Hell I’ve got nothing to prove

6...5...one chance to stay alive
4...3...but I can hardly breathe
countdown to insanity
goodbye reality
2...1...tick tock
let's go

If your problems are homegrown, it’s time to cut back
Turn off your cell phone come joining the pack
Get out of your mad routine a change is to come
Life is a solitaire so you’ve got to

It’s too late – it’s too fake
But I’ve got nothing to lose
Check mate – no hate
Hell I’ve got nothing to prove

6...5...one chance to stay alive
4...3...but I can hardly breathe
countdown to insanity
goodbye reality
2...1...tick tock
let's go