Headlights
Jake Murray
Headlights glare in the blur of the night and the car skids off the side of the road
Heart stops beating and your lungs collapse and you find yourself wishing you'd driven on your own
Sirens call your name
Faces froze in place
Hard on the pedal, you can split sincere in two
Head full of hollow, you should suppress the real you
All forlorn, painted rouge
Skew and torn: clever move
Hotter than ever
Can't stand the weather
Through it all
Burn it down
Hotter than ever
Can't stand the weather
Ruined it all
Burned it down
Hard on the pedal, you can split sincere in two
Head full of hollow, you should suppress the real you
All forlorn, faded blue
Skew and torn: clever you
Farewell