Ten twenty lines approach me
And though it doesn’t seem to be
It proves I have to be moving
Turns out the objects in the mirror had hit my face
Sedentary bodies wait for someone to take them away
Pastoral parallax has ended summer days
And did you see that the last three were in my backseat?
When the authorities finally came
The camera wasn't even fast enough to pick up the frames
20 miles won't escape some bruisеs
60 finds out quickly the airbag is useless
Sing along to 'nuclеar bomb' while I break into a home I made
None of this feels real but my landlord's still gonna make me pay
And I know this won't be easy
And you're not even in the same key
But I really take to heart the way you’ve looked after me