Testo 300 Miles

Flies are dying
Friends are dropping
The town around me
Is starting to decay
Future's fading
It's depreciating
I need an out
Before I go insane Then one morning
I pick up the phone
They say I'm going to stay
In Chicago for some days
They will tease me
With thoughts of diversity
Forever be changed
It's time to move away

300 miles
I'm never looking back

Reinventing
Optimizing
My personal world view As taught by Greater LA
But as time ticks
So increases the feedback loop
Which rings out loud
To help signal it's time to break
Pack my things up
Say my goodbyes
Write the conclusion
To the book of Ventura
Change my name
To the middle
Drive away
In the rear view, Barbara

300 miles
I'm never looking back

(Please don't give up on me now)

300 miles
I'm never looking back