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