Lyric Act

I will drive a thousand miles
To escape the smog in this town
I will drive although I don t have a license
To escape the ideal that this city crowns

Hide every little scar with so much make-up
The skin can t even breathe
Hide every little scar or become the food they feed

Shift into a higher gear
Place the brick on the gas
On what I left behind I won t waste a tear
My rearview mirror has got broken glass

I will drive until I reach the desert
And wait until I see with my own eyes again
I will drive I ll head for the desert
And wait until our minds speak the same words as back then

This makes me into nothing in their eyes
But I m willing to pay the price