Objects In Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear

Another crashing on the road because of you
Next time must be the last one, you lucky devil
Cause after going up the road is going down
Being reckless as hell is fucking futile

We're on the highway
We're scared to turn away
Ignoring our fear
That objects in mirror are closer than they appear

Take a closer look, take a better look
You depend too much on the good Lord
Take a closer look, take a better look
You depend too much on the good Lord

Every time you see me around, slow down
Driving trough your life with the speed of light
Society and its rotten core
Make you having nothing pursue more
Soon these day will be trapped in past
All the values revived at last
Don't let degradation
To become distinctive feature of your nation

Here we go again!

We're on the highway
We're scared to turn away
Ignoring our fear
That objects in mirror are closer than they appear

Take a closer look, take a better look
You depend too much on the good Lord
Take a closer look, take a better look
Broken mirror means you are off the luck

Never take things for granted
Power of will is entrusted to you
Our faith hasn't been decided
Turn the wheel, make a choice where you're heading to
By taking for granted
We ruin our roads, our minds disobey to steer
Next time you know you're lost
Destination isn't clear
Go!
It's totally up to you
Make choice where you're heading to
The roads are opened to you
Make a choice where you want to go now

They say that nothing changes
And the world stays the same
I'd say if it makes no difference
Then we all live in vain!

We all live in vain!