NightDrive - Ghost Atlas

Drive too fast to give you a scare because I am sick

And I hate myself for letting you panic

Runaways at our own pace

Set to make some great escape

But this is where we turn and walk away, away

Headed west toward sweet delusion

The pieces don’t quite fit

Vanity is nibbling at your ear

Like the many before you, you’re gonna burn, burn, burn

I’ll leave you here to kick, to kick and scream

Before you were hungry then the city chewed you up

And now you feel sick, sick to your shrunken stomach

(We are) Runaways at our own pace

Set to make some great escape

But this is where we turn and walk away, away

(We are) Opened up the world and saw its hate

The ways in which we can’t relate

But this is where we turn and walk away, away

Run on home

Running free just to run and hide

Running free together

Running free to find each other

But we only found ourselves after all

Like the many before you, yeah

(You're gonna burn, burn)

(We are) Runaways at our own pace

Set to make some great escape

But this is where we turn and walk away, away

Opened up the world and saw its hate

The ways in which we can’t relate

But this is where we turn and walk away, away

Running free

These walls don’t remember

Running free to find each other

But we only found ourselves after all