Gasoline in our blood Keeps us easy to ignite Burning bright, we go blind As the night turns to light Moving out, chasing cars Leaving homes never knowing what's next.
Miles away lights are on And route poles fly along Driving through, moving fast Every day like it's last Moving out, chasing cars Picking roads never thinking which's next.
On the road, in the bar Everything that we are Lost along, thrown away All left back in the days Waking up, chasing cars Checking out moving on to the next.