Story Behind The Song
I currently reside in NE Florida. Driving on I-95 is, let's say, an adventure of the not-fun kind.
Getting anywhere requires determination and unwavering attention.
It's also a metaphor for feeling like you don't have enough time to do everything you want
to do when time is always tailgating close behind.
Song Description
Existential crisis, both real and imagined.
| Song Length |
3:13 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Rock - Modern |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Troubled, Frantic |
Subject |
Existence |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
95, I hit the highway while I'm still alive
I kick the shifter into overdrive
I can't be mistaken.
95, that's the number on my dashboard light
I'll keep the pedal to the floor tonight.
I can't be overtaken.
Chorus:
'Cause any time it's getting close, my nerves are shaken.
I feel it breathing down my neck, my will is breaking.
If it all was up to me, I'd never be overtaken.
95, any slower and I won't survive.
It's all for nothing if I don't arrive.
I can't be mistaken, I can't be overtaken.
Chorus.