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One night we lay beside each other, so close to a sweat with two fans circling overhead, we sleep on borrowed time and the traffic lights direct empty roads, the stars can't break the city sky but they still try despite what they know is already true and tomorrow we'll take aim, just like a storm waiting for a calm I can feel everything coming in my chest, my heart's already pounding my head's on far-off highways, sixteen years old, on a road that never ends might drive into something that looks like a sunset, and it lasts forever, and i never look back from hoboken to l.a. from portland to gainesville from the great plains to niagara route 66 straight to california electric lights carry the night we move in 4/4 time our feet on wheels and in the sky yes we're going cause we'd die if we stayed here and those dying dreams will carry what's good, and real, and pure and the rest can burn in hell and for the four-year-old girl found dead in a dumpster shot by her mother, her eulogy, the sound of construction through head-to-head traffic today is just another day and me and my friends are just growing into the drunks and the liars that we've always hated every shortcoming has trapped us, every mistake is now our own infinite failure so we steal every chance we get every advantage is taken when no one's looking we hide behind closed doors, and we don't stop until we are the people we've decided we should be I wanna be a shot heard round the world, fucking unstoppable this distance is not something we'll regret to here, and now, and then, and forever, and days after that till the very end from Hoboken to L.A. from Portland to Gainesville from the Great Plains to Niagara route 66 straight to California electric lights carry the night we move in 4/4 time our feet on wheels and in the sky yes we're going cause we'd die if we stayed here and those dying dreams will carry what's good, and real, and pure and the rest can burn in hell and the rest can burn in hell (hell) |
