One night we lay beside each other, so to a sweat with two fans overhead, we sleep on borrowed time and the traffic lights empty roads, the stars can't break the city sky but they still try despite what know is already true and tomorrow we'll take aim, like a storm waiting for a calm. I can feel everything in my chest, my heart's already pounding my head's on far-off highways, sixteen years old, on a that never ends. Might drive into something that looks like a sunset, and it lasts forever, and I look.
from to LA Portland to Gainesville 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 cause we'd die if we stayed here and those dying dreams carry what's good, and real, and pure and the can burn in hell and for the four-year-old found dead in a dumpster by her mother, her eulogy, the sound of construction head-to-head traffic is just another day. And me and my are just growing into the drunks and the liars that we've always hated.
Every shortcoming has 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 closed doors, and we don't stop until we are the people we've we should be. I wanna be a heard round the world, fucking unstoppable this distance is not we'll regret here, and now, and then, and forever, and days after that till the very end.