Taking my time, taking my time down to the floor, tick tock while the lines fly by.
In the back seat with a boy, taking my time taking my time.
We can break out.
We can break the night sky.
We can drive out.
Drive Through the night and if we make it, will the wreck feel right?
Taking my time, taking my time.
We can take it, our boxes filled with air.
We can fake it, our dreams in despare.
When you touch me, the streams of light fly by.
In the back seat with a boy.
You say now we wern't going to change and you promised we wouldn't stay.
When we break out, when we break out my palms will bleed distain.
Together we said, we'd take this town.
We gave up our faith for this western hell.
The neo lights fade, your plastic face falls down.
In the backseat with a boy.
What we were promised, this wasteland sucked us dry.
If we were honest, our walls built so high.
When we first got here, we knew we'd never be the way that we both are now.
In the backseat with a boy, said if we both run now we can make it till the sun goes down.
You say now we wern't going to change and you promised we wouldn't stay.
When we break out, when we break out my palms will bleed distain.
You say now we wern't going to change and you promised we wouldn't stay.
When we break out, when we break out my palms will bleed distain.

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