Testo Steer

I feel like I'll miss you for the rest of
Every passing minute on the empty line
Driving down to parking lots in exile
Turn the radio to maximum
And dip my head until I

Steer
Clear of you Steer
Clear of you
Steer
Clear of you
Steer

I feel like I met you in a past life
Did you send the bullet even then?
No one knew or set off any sirens
Cataclysmic turn of events
Until we spun out so I

Steer
Clear of you
Steer Clear of you
Steer
Clear of you
Steer (steer clear of)
Steer (steer clear of, steer clear of you)
Steer (steer clear of, steer clear of you)
Steer (steer clear of, steer clear of you)