TIRED EYES

I thought with these circumstances maybe you might want to drive
Have a little control of these four hard wheels turning
Under these two tired eyes
I can’t see the lines on the road anymore
I can’t tell, are the locks broken?
I’ll be sliding out the door
Is there a barrier?
Where is the barrier?
I thought under certain circumstances maybe you might want to drive
I thought under certain circumstances you might want to stay alive
Keep these four hard wheels turning under these two tired eyes
Keep these black tires rolling underneath black velvet skies
I see the highways reflection under a stone cold full moon
Can you see the road signs rejection?
Dead end coming soon
Two tired eyes and you
The dead ends coming soon
Beneath the reflecting moon
The dead end is coming soon

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