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