Driving on the motorway
Moving to a better place
Changes every day
Never take it in
Slow-lane drifters
Past-time listeners
Called out shotgun
Motion sickness
Road to nowhere
Doesn't matter
Are we staying?
Won't stop driving
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Sleep was meant for yesterday
Now it all just seems the same
We fucked it all away
Oh the night's to blame
Driving, driving
No confiding
Driving, driving
Eyes averting
Where're we going?
No point knowing
Are we staying?
Your shots call in
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
