One night we lay beside each other, so close to a with two fans circling overhead, we sleep on borrowed and the traffic lights direct roads, the stars can't break the city sky but they try despite what they know is already true and tomorrow we'll take aim, just like a storm for a calm. I can feel coming in my chest, my heart's already pounding my head's on far-off highways, sixteen years old, on a road that ends. Might into something that looks like a sunset, and it lasts forever, and I never look.
from to LA from Portland to from the Great to Niagara 66 straight to California. Electric lights the night we in 4/4 time our feet on and in the sky. Yes we're going cause die if we stayed here and those dreams will carry what's good, and real, and pure and the rest can burn in and for the four-year-old girl dead in a dumpster by her mother, her eulogy, the sound of construction through head-to-head today is just day. And me and my friends are just growing into the drunks and the liars that always hated.
Every has trapped us, every mistake is now our own infinite failure. So we steal chance we get every advantage is taken when no one's we hide behind closed doors, and we don't until we are the people we've decided we be. I be a shot heard round the world, fucking unstoppable this is not something we'll regret here, and now, and then, and forever, and days after that till the very end.