Stop at a gas station
I just end up with a result
From my toughts. I put pause on
My eyes
Do I feel really good? Yeah, maybe...
Would I really feel bad? Not sure of...
But it could be
Fumes of gas are comin' up my nose
I stop people faces, right in front of
My eyes
I turn the motor on
I leave, I'm moving. Yes, I paid. Next is
Nowhere
But it can be everywhere. Just easy
I look at my left side
As for waitin' an' gettin' back into my
Thoughts
Yes, maybe I'll start thinking of you
Once again
I look at your picture in my mind
I think of everything
From nothing to all
I look, I think
I open my eyes
I see the road
I look an' sweat...
I drive
Mainly, I drive