Lookin' out upon the highway, already 250 miles gone.
I take my first taste of freedom and I've never felt so 
alive. Yeah.

And out of the corner of my eye I see a woman, 
well she was more radiant than I ever could have 
imagined. 
And she was singing: "what's wrong with you?!"

What is the problem with drinking whiskey and smoking 
weed.
Live within the system, if you don't like it then 
fucking leave.

Well get me back, get me back on the road. 
I met the devil and I sold my soul.
'Cause everything and everyone is old. (hey hey hey) I 
cut my lung out, I need a fix.
You're my puzzle and my pieces fit
'Cause everything and everyone is old. (hey hey hey) 
The nights in the desert paint pictures that aren't 
always what they seem.
The dust kicking up all around, it makes this shit come 
on like a whirl wind.
And she stands up on the hood of my car
and she screams to all my team and says: "MURDERER!"

pain.
The power of our redemption supresses the memories of 
tragedy.

Oh, give me what I need.
Let me drift away.

Where are the troubles, all my troubles are so far 
away.

Well get me back, get me back on the road. 
I met the devil and I sold my soul.
'Cause everything and everyone is old. (hey hey hey) I 
cut my lung out, I need a fix.
You're my puzzle and my pieces fit
'Cause everything and everyone is old. (hey hey hey) 
Well get me back, get me back on the road. 
I met the devil and I sold my soul.
'Cause everything and everyone is old. (hey hey hey) I 
cut my lung out, I need a fix.
You're my puzzle and my pieces fit
'Cause everything and everyone is old. (hey hey hey) 
Everyone is so comprimised, that they will never be 
(the chosen ones)

You all feel like you've been put down.
You've all been fuckin' comprimised.
You've all been sold...(unintelligible ranting)