Interstate
Yeah I'm gonna disappear
Leave behind these things held dear
This worlds weight is sometimes hard to bare
When it all come crumbling down
You know the sand will only get a bit deeper
The more I struggle son, the more I drown
I gotta get these two feet back on
Something solid, something sound
Well I don't know why we all work so late
Gonna quit this job for the interstate
And this life of mine
That old bed I made
Gonna give it up for the interstate
Yeah that's right
Somehow home doesn't feel the same
I barely know these familiar things
Pack it up, put the pedal down
Gotta new life I will bleed
Maybe it's the booze that's doing the talking
Maybe it's this goddamn lack of sleep
Born to run but I'm tied down
Gotta fever calling me
Well I don't know why we all work so late
Gonna quit this job for the interstate
And this life of mine
That old bed I made
Gonna give it up for the interstate
Yeah that's right
Yeah that's right
Yeah that's right
Yeah that's right
All out of lovin'
Sincerity
All out of everything that used to define me
I said love, love, love, love, love
Well I don't know why we all work so late
Gonna quit this job for the interstate
Yeah this life of mine
That old bed I made
Gonna give it up
Gonna get away
Leave behind these things held dear
This worlds weight is sometimes hard to bare
When it all come crumbling down
You know the sand will only get a bit deeper
The more I struggle son, the more I drown
I gotta get these two feet back on
Something solid, something sound
Well I don't know why we all work so late
Gonna quit this job for the interstate
And this life of mine
That old bed I made
Gonna give it up for the interstate
Yeah that's right
Somehow home doesn't feel the same
I barely know these familiar things
Pack it up, put the pedal down
Gotta new life I will bleed
Maybe it's the booze that's doing the talking
Maybe it's this goddamn lack of sleep
Born to run but I'm tied down
Gotta fever calling me
Well I don't know why we all work so late
Gonna quit this job for the interstate
And this life of mine
That old bed I made
Gonna give it up for the interstate
Yeah that's right
Yeah that's right
Yeah that's right
Yeah that's right
All out of lovin'
Sincerity
All out of everything that used to define me
I said love, love, love, love, love
Well I don't know why we all work so late
Gonna quit this job for the interstate
Yeah this life of mine
That old bed I made
Gonna give it up
Gonna get away
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Writer(s): Sheldon Priest
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