Fast Lane

The smoke and the booze They don't treat me like they did back then Little white pills we all took To forget where we'd been And I've seen firsthand What that needle has done to my friend Thank God, I'm still here to stay away From the places I've been You got to slow down While you can still see the miles Put on the brakes in the fast lane And rest for a while When you live with your demons long enough They seem like your friends So, put on the brakes in the fast lane Before your road ends That first cigarette didn't do much The second one did First taste of whiskey was good When I was a kid So, I'll tell you firsthand "Hey, I know now" I've been where you are In ways, I am still just some kid With eyes for the stars You got to slow down While you can still see the miles Put on the brakes in the fast lane And rest for a while When you live with your demons long enough They seem like your friends So, put on the brakes in the fast lane Before your road ends