Take The Wheel
The soul has left this bedroom corner
This manifesto's full of lies
The shadows hide my inhibitions
My gravestone says survive
So burn these pages, our generation's dead
Breathe in the ashes now
Is this how you dry your eyes
Cause you could put out fires, like engine 95
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
I guess we're breathing the same air right now
The burning embers coat our lungs
The highway lights make living faster
The cigarettes make dying fun
I guess we're breathing the same air right now
The burning embers coat our lungs
The highway lights make living faster
The cigarettes make dying fun
Is this how you dry your eyes
Cause you could put out fires, like engine 95
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
And you think that anyone believes you
When you say you've gone and packed your bags
But you'll just stand there on the platform
You'll just stand there on the platform
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
Guess I don't know that much about anything
There's nothing left for me to do
This manifesto's full of lies
The shadows hide my inhibitions
My gravestone says survive
So burn these pages, our generation's dead
Breathe in the ashes now
Is this how you dry your eyes
Cause you could put out fires, like engine 95
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
I guess we're breathing the same air right now
The burning embers coat our lungs
The highway lights make living faster
The cigarettes make dying fun
I guess we're breathing the same air right now
The burning embers coat our lungs
The highway lights make living faster
The cigarettes make dying fun
Is this how you dry your eyes
Cause you could put out fires, like engine 95
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
And you think that anyone believes you
When you say you've gone and packed your bags
But you'll just stand there on the platform
You'll just stand there on the platform
Guess I don't know that much about anything
Guess I don't know that much about you
Guess I don't know that much about anything
There's nothing left for me to do
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Perez, Giuliano Messina, Jordan Calhoun, Michael Nusbaum
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