Bllinded by reason, you're asleep at the wheel Counting on nothing, the numbers get higher Confused underrstanding, with a slip for the hold Squeeze past the pressure, you're asleep at the wheel Is it too much of a good thing Recycled in memory was A magical moment Why can't you remember It too much of a good thing Is it too much of a good thing You're all asleep at the wheel Preserved in its danger I though you'd be different Blank stare and a whisper, but who are you judging You're all asleep at the wheel A special assignment Is it too much of a good thing Is it too much of a good thing Is it too much of a good thing Unlocked under pressure Hope in revision, slight miscalculation Confined unforgiveness It all goes in stages, you're asleep at the wheel A new kind of danger, you're all asleep at the wheel A blank stare and a whisper But who are you judging I thought you were different You're asleep at the wheel I thought you were different