MC 900 Ft. Jesus - Falling Elevators lyrics

It's 3:00am. I reach cover and turn on the radio. It coughs up noise that reminds me of a soundtrack to a bad dream. The rain is hitting my windshield so hard, I can barely hear the tinny, garbled voices. The cars outside rush by like falling elevators. My headlights catch fleeting images of ghostly faces, Pressed up again gla** in silent desperation. I'm lost in the middle of nowhere. But I keep my eyes on the road, And I don't look back