Hands Off the Wheel
I sipped on a hard drink
It made my senses sink
I was trying to drown my troubles
But with every sip I found new levels
I called out for the tab
To keep the count, not to bolt the pub
But I saw my own life on the bill
I saw my heirs scripted on my will
I saw death crouching for the car key
A speed demon up for the thrill
When I saw life smiling at me in a taxi
I decided keep my hands off the wheel
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