Lyrics:
Driving East The Future Of The Free World Is Riding On This One

intention, of living my life this, Way Too many games to play, by casting my curtain the same I promised to give you eternity But you fell before this

is breaking over the horizon We greet the day with bloodshot eyes No sleep, no chance that we'll ever make it on time, make it on time We're still so

to get a way a little while And we both can get back and have our way with one another And talk about the things that make us smile And tonight I'm holding on

me But I won't turn my back on anyone but you And I won't be there When it crumbles to the ground And I won't be there Cause the hand you hold is the

your wasting my time, I thought you had so much potential, And I could read your mind, a capital that is, tonight I promise to not leave, this story

to do wit what you got Not a whole lot / no forgot oh this shit is hot Spendin all the cheddar for clothes Wit a sign foreclosed on the front mud

to do wit what you got Not a whole lot / no forgot oh this shit is hot Spendin all the cheddar for clothes Wit a sign foreclosed on the front mud