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 faroff 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 fouryearold girl found dead in a dumpster 



shot by her mother, her eulogy, 



the sound of construction through headtohead 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 till 



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 



between here, and now, and today, and forever, and days after that till the very end