One night we lay beside other, so close to a sweat 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 still try despite what they is already true and tomorrow take aim, just like a storm waiting for a calm. I can feel everything coming in my chest, my heart's pounding my head's on far-off highways, sixteen old, on a road that never ends. drive into something that looks like a sunset, and it lasts forever, and I never look.
from to LA Portland to Gainesville from the Plains to Niagara Route 66 to California. Electric lights carry the we move in 4/4 our feet on and in the sky. Yes we're going cause die if we stayed here and those dying dreams will carry good, and real, and pure and the rest can in hell and for the girl found dead in a dumpster by her mother, her eulogy, the of construction through head-to-head traffic today is another day. And me and my friends are growing into the drunks and the liars that we've always hated.
shortcoming has trapped us, every mistake is now our own infinite failure. So we steal chance we get advantage is taken when no one's looking we hide behind closed doors, and we don't stop we are the we've decided we should be. I be a shot heard round the world, fucking unstoppable this distance is not something regret here, and now, and then, and forever, and days after that till the very end.