Freeway Lyrics

i take the freeway. to avoid cops and stoplights.
my job is one smoke and three jawbreaker songs away. arrive with coffee-stained breath.
and a stack - unopened mail. that i add to the pile of paperwork.
that is my desk.
these letters will never see the light of day. discover my responsibilities for the week.
then i sit in my room and write these songs instead.
kinda like right now - i've got better things to do.
then there's you - you are so well dressed.
but you're so depressed. your life is sickening to me.
and have you ever had ideas original?
you've got a reference for all things.
you are you're own biggest influence