Into The Night - Acoustic
We used to see eye to eye
But I don't think we see it this time
Cause I'm rolling, yeah I'm rolling
With my wings held high
I'm sick and tired trying to figure it out
I'm trying to make it out of this two lane town
Cause I'm cruising, yeah I'm cruising
Across a double yellow line
Soaring like an eagle, I was born to fly
You get knocked down, just stand back up
And you fight another round
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
And ride into the night
I'm caged like a bird, I'm ready to fly
On top of the world, hella miles high
Cause I'm drifting, yeah I'm drifting
Out in the clouds
It's time to go, on down the road
This feeling of regret, ain't got me slowed
Cause I'm coasting, yeah I'm coasting
On out of this life
Soaring like an eagle, I was born to fly
You get knocked down, just stand back up
And you fight another round
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
And ride into the night
Keep cruising round, till you're lost in the sound
Keep the pedal down, at the speed of light
Don't be afraid of the darkness of night
Soaring like an eagle, I was born to fly
You get knocked down, just stand back up
And you fight another round
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
And ride into the night
But I don't think we see it this time
Cause I'm rolling, yeah I'm rolling
With my wings held high
I'm sick and tired trying to figure it out
I'm trying to make it out of this two lane town
Cause I'm cruising, yeah I'm cruising
Across a double yellow line
Soaring like an eagle, I was born to fly
You get knocked down, just stand back up
And you fight another round
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
And ride into the night
I'm caged like a bird, I'm ready to fly
On top of the world, hella miles high
Cause I'm drifting, yeah I'm drifting
Out in the clouds
It's time to go, on down the road
This feeling of regret, ain't got me slowed
Cause I'm coasting, yeah I'm coasting
On out of this life
Soaring like an eagle, I was born to fly
You get knocked down, just stand back up
And you fight another round
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
And ride into the night
Keep cruising round, till you're lost in the sound
Keep the pedal down, at the speed of light
Don't be afraid of the darkness of night
Soaring like an eagle, I was born to fly
You get knocked down, just stand back up
And you fight another round
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
When shit gets hot and heavy
And you crank up that old Chevy
And ride into the night
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Spell
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