Wheels
There really is a town called Hopeless
On a faded map circled in blue
Boy thrown bottle of highway bridge
Lost men driving in circles
I got wheels
I followed that big sign out of here
Left with a box I still cannot find
A boy holding out his empty hand
Young man kicking himself down an unconscious street
There really is a town called Hopeless
On a faded map circled in blue
Young man spinnning off an icy bridge
Boy drawing himself in the driver's seat
I got wheels
On a faded map circled in blue
Boy thrown bottle of highway bridge
Lost men driving in circles
I got wheels
I followed that big sign out of here
Left with a box I still cannot find
A boy holding out his empty hand
Young man kicking himself down an unconscious street
There really is a town called Hopeless
On a faded map circled in blue
Young man spinnning off an icy bridge
Boy drawing himself in the driver's seat
I got wheels
Credits
Writer(s): Frederic Fatzer
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