Booze Cruise کے بول

we hit the road we had ten hours left on our drive level of sanity going out the window who knows what lays ahead and all i see is the endless headlights flying away you're sick of me ??? i'm sick of you this one through to turn around to walk away you'll be leaving but i'll be here to stay one way to go the direction undetermined rand mcnally goes flying out the window with empty bottles and broken spirits the endless headlights are flying away when i was younger i leapt at the chance now that i'm older i wonder if i had it to do all over again would i do anything different way too much time and bullshit on my mind i feel like i'm fallinf to pieces the smoke surrounds your head you don't wanna be there i can hear you when you're falling