Well, am I making haste, or could it be haste is making me?

What's time but a thing to kill or keep or buy or lose or live in?

I gotta go faster, keep up the pace

Just to stay in the human race



I could go supersonic, the problem's chronic

Tell me does life exist beyond it?

When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion

Into oblivion



Now here I go again everything is alien

How does it feel to be outstripped by the pace of cultural change?

My deeds are senseless and rendered meaningless

When measured in that vein



I could go supersonic, the problem's chronic

Tell me does life exist beyond it?

When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion



I won't lie (pace setters, go-getters)

It's exciting (rat racers, forgetters)

When I try (researchers, berserkers)

To decide things (strategies to help the workers)



I just want to live (new time-saving devices)

Decently (quick vices, no crisis)

Meaningfully (brevity dependency)

I'm in misery (digital efficiency)



I could go supersonic, the problem's chronic

Tell me does life exist beyond it?

When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion

Into oblivion