Streaks of yellow catch my eye, as I'm forced to take a breath of the pale country breeze
And as the gravel kicks and the dark dust flies, I'm forced to take a breath of this wild night
The wind blowing through my hair wont last, not in the way that I want it to
And my hands feel like they've been bogged down for years, gravity is taking its toll

With my eyes on the road

My body's filled with the sweet sweet sound, of the radio pre-sets and what we have left at,
And my face feels burnt from the scorching stars and the human lie pre-sets that force us to take tests

The wind blowing through my hair wont last, not in the way that I want it to
And my hands feel like they've been bogged down for years, gravity is taking its toll

And my life is living on the weight of it, I am caught inside the waves

And I wont look back, because I cant look back