Myslovitz

Drive Blind

Myslovitz


Can't see the lights or the blue orange signs 
Can't see the road or the long white lines 
Feeling the ground through the pedals in the floor 
Feeling death pounding at the door 
Windows all open, chaos in my hair 
Driving me round and leaving me there 
Cover my eyes and we'll die driving blind 
Cover my trail and we'll leave this life behind 

Drive blind 

All at once, too much light 
Captured and frozen, hear no sound 
Bright flashes penetrate 
Glowing, flowing, lifting off the ground 

Can't see the lights or the blue orange signs 
Can't see the road or the long white lines 
Cover my eyes and we'll die driving blind 
Cover my trail and we'll leave this life behind 

Drive blind