Road Rage Lyrics

My job leaves me rundown

But I'm never going to settle

The highway throbs

Now I'm pedal to the metal

Like I'm driving the tempo

With a big kick drum

Look in my rear-view mirror

You'll know where I'm coming from

Road rage

A finger feels like a fist

Road rage

A finger feels like a fist

You can't hear what he's gesticulating

But you get the gist

Rush hour exhaustion

It's getting hard to breathe

An hour to go ten minutes away

The city starts to seethe

Life takes a detour

Things weren't supposed to turn out this way

Now I'm tearing along the dotted line

Ripping down this old highway

Road rage

A finger feels like a fist

Road rage

A finger feels like a fist

You can't hear what he's gesticulating

But you get the gist

Road rage

A finger feels like a fist

Road rage

A finger feels like a fist

You can't hear what he's gesticulating

But you get the gist