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von Chloe Defector

I am tired
Maybe too tired to be driving
Conscious moments
That I′m aware of my surroundings

Are few and far between
Like moments in a dream
Disjointed and confusing
Its all out of my hands

In the distance
An oncoming oil tanker approaches
I get the urge
To cut the wheel and take you all down with me


I don't know
Where we′re gonna sleep tonight
If we make it to Oakland
I've got some friends there it'll be alright

Now I′m in the backseat and you keep asking me questions
Well I′m still awake but I don't open my mouth
I just want to sleep until I′m home
After your cell phone gave me something to have nightmares about

Now I wake up miserable and
Sweaty and alone
Curled up in the back seat of my car
Pulled over on the side of the road

Then I open the door it sets off the alarm god damn
I just wanted a breath of fresh air
Then I change my clothes and sit down on the guardrail and wait