Contextual Analysis of "collision course" in Lyrics

lay back and let go

i've lost my decision to take me home

well you're a wild horse

with the sun

constant gray-haired hunters are after me

in the room of the lie detectors

someplace we ain't been

or the end of everything

hit the bonzai pipeline and rode it straight to the grave

don't let it bug ya if you ain't got no horse.whoa! saddle up a buzz buzz.

strangled any chance to love your own

but you'd rather go out in a ball of flame

me

love me

i've finally hit the wall

don't give a damn no more

but the genie's out of the bottle

young children playing in the chat room

did i mention it was never meant to be fair?

with every force alive