Idle Despair

What are these streets but just a snare to trap me in I got my pedal stalled in lines that never end What am I but a driver burning time When I'm stuck here crawling When my watch keeps tolling Will it slow me down further? Tail lights blinking red, a sea that never parts Turning up the tunes to drown my restless heart What's the rush if we're all just stuck in line? In this gridlock prison, the clock's my warden Cursing every minute, as the day is hardening Shift to park and all the horns, they start to blare (start to blare) I'm just a captive to the rhythm of despair Mirrors reflecting someone losing the race As I'm idling, sighing My patience is dying Will I ever escape?