Metroschifter - Nordberg lyrics

While everyone sleeps I take my car across this runway of concrete. With the steering wheel in one hand, and in the other, Tucked neatly, my list of demands. I have wondered how things could have been different. I guess it doesn't matter. It really doesn't matter. How could it matter. Now I know, now I feel, how you'd react if I spoke these words. In my back pocket is a list of everything that I've taken from you, There's only five gears between me and forever.