Life in the Hinterlands

80 degrees 2 hours past sunset
80 miles an hour cause I'm on my own
Crying to American Girl on the radio

I've seen my share of Brooklyn tumbleweeds
I'm always in my car at 2 am
Always got an hour and a low RPM

Life in the hinterlands
Life on the outskirts of everything

I know a boy with a ginger beard
He drives around in a beat up red Beetle
Cruising under fast food signs and bowling for seagulls

New York to Nyack may feel like a hundred miles
But New York to 1noyac will have you out your mind
Up and down the same old roads gets you feeling real unkind

Life in the hinterlands
Life on the outskirts of everything

Life in the hinterlands
Life on the outskirts
Life in the hinterlands
Life on the outskirts



Credits
Writer(s): Delaney Hafener
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