Drunk in the Backseat

Riding drunk in the backseat
Blurring past the factories
Headed to Indiana
Where your father lived
Despondent and happy
Nighttime was our canvas
To forget indoctrination
And embrace ourselves

Riding drunk in your backseat
Slurred Depeche Mode singalongs
We're not going anywhere
And you know everything's wrong

We thought we were hedonists
Protesting sycophants
We were really running in place
And scared inside

Riding drunk in your backseat
Slurred Depeche Mode singalongs
We're not going anywhere
And everything's wrong

Running from something
Like Bonnie and Clyde
Nothing to gain
Nothing to hide
Afraid of realizing
Needed a shove
Frequenting goth clubs
Avoiding tomorrow
Drinking in alleys
Swallowing sorrow

Drunk in the backseat
Depeche Mode singalongs
Not going anywhere
Everything's wrong



Credits
Writer(s): Kristopher Irizarry-hoeksema
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