| Maybe we should’ve stayed, where we was
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| We hopped in thinking it was a game, and it was
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| We made it then celebrated post-game, but the buzz
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| My hindsight’s blurry it’s looking grey, with a fuzz
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| Trying to muster all the foresight I can use, for the road
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| Cause out here ain’t no streetlights I can view, where we go
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| This was supposed to be the desert I’m confused, cause it’s cold
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| Seeking what sunlight reflecting off the moon, could expose
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| Took two, for the road
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| Drank three, in the zone
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| Drank four, to the dome
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| Couple hits from the bowl hit the road
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| But maybe we should’ve stayed, where we was
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| We hopped in thinking it never rains, but it does
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| And this is the loneliest stretch of road, we done seen
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| Two hundred miles to go and not a pole, in between
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| Don’t roll, don’t careen
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| Two hands, on the wheel keep control
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| I don’t know if I’m speeding or going slow, in a dream
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| Slidin' in the shimmership, hidden by the riverbank
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| Hovering over the desert running out of real estate
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| Giant silver snake, grinding trying to hit the breaks, big mistake
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| Just trying to stay awake on the interstate
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| I can’t touch the bottom but I’m floating hella deep
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| I had a co-pilot but they fucking fell asleep
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| You’re supposed to be another set of motherfucking eyes
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| You shared your entertaining thoughts but now I’m stuck with mine
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| Damn near fucking blind, don’t know why you trust me to drive
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| I guess cause everytime you trust, we survive, but it’s time
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| Is a motherfucking gamble
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| Eventually lady luck will call and say she cancels
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| You betting on my confidence when I was extra high, now I’m extra high
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| We’ll pull over just to rest my eyes
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| And the only thing, fueling me is that I’m scared to die
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| And I’m scared for you cause you could die and never said goodbye
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| Why you trust me so? |
| Why’d you let me lead
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| When I don’t know where I’m going and I speed?
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| And this vehicle’s the jankiest
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| Feel this coffee ruining my stomach and my pancreas
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| Sounds make me the angriest
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| So foggy the words, seem to be turning different languages I
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| Maybe we should’ve stayed, where we was
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| This is the loneliest planet I’ve ever seen
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| And I am in no state to try to fly, this machine
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| I don’t know this terrain
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| All my instruments are twisted all my needles won’t behave
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| I don’t know what’s in this atmosphere so when we finally crash
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| I don’t know if we’ll be able to breathe, if we’ll be able to leave
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| I have the tools to repair, whatever structures we tear
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| I know at first it was yeah, but I was so unaware
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| Of like the cost of the fuel
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| It started awesome now we’re tossed and I lost all of my cool |