I've been driving For months and months now I'd love to run it right into a wall I'm moving backwards I see what's pa**ed But where i'm headed – i can't recall There must be an exit Somewhere I'm running away From blue hiding grey From doubt and despair There must be an exit somewhere I've been taught I've been told Left lane – silver, right lane – gold If you're lost Or if you stalled Gotta keep on, gotta haul There must be an exit Somewhere I'm running away From blue hiding grey From doubt and despair There must be an exit somewhere Posts and poles Means and goals Swarms of thoughts, streams of light Someone joins Someone goes Everybody has to drive right I'm running away From blue hiding grey From doubt and despair There must be an exit somewhere