Sunset across the interstate

It’s that time of day

The subtle blues fade into orange as I fade away

And the road keeps turning

I keep thinking

I’m glad that I’m going

Where am I going?

Well I can’t care less

Playing to a sold out room

Okay, there’s just one dude

And he don’t give a shit how we do

And everyone else knows it

I am destined to bore with nothing new

Wake up (Wake up)

Stare at the off-white ceiling

Pick up (Pick up)

My phone with one eyе open and

Smash it to the ground (Smash it to the ground)

I’m sick of еveryone still around (Still around)

And I am waiting for the flame that lets the whole world know I’d burn it fucking down

So listen, I know just where I’m standing

At the same time, can’t wait to fuck it up

It seems like nothing fun can last forever but it’s

What you do

To get through