Testo motorway

Driving on the motorway
Moving to a better place
Changes everyday
Never take it in

Slow lane drifters
Past time listeners
Called out shotgun Motion sickness
Road to nowhere
Doesnt matter
Are we staying
Won't stop driving

Drive

Sleep was meant for yesterday
Now it all just seems the same
We fucked it all away
Oh the nights to blame

Driving driving
No confiding Driving driving
Eyes averting
Where we going
No point knowing
Are we staying
Your shots call in

Drive