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Dashboard glow on my knuckles
Teeth tight on the words I don't say
Exit signs flick past like chances
All green
Then gone
Then grey
Empty road
But my head’s at rush hour
Old fights replay in surround
Why do I turn every quiet moment
Into a proving ground
I do my worst work on a night drive
Picking every scar till it feels right
Turning small cuts into landmines
Yeah I stay stuck in the same lines
Talking big truths to the windshield
Making sharp turns that I can't heal
I only meet myself at high speed
On a black road
With a bright bleed
Speedometer climbs like excuses
“I'm fine”
On repeat
On repeat
I drag old versions of me in the lane
Just to watch them compete
Who was I trying to impress back then
Still chasing faces I outgrew
Got a whole front seat for my anger
And it looks a lot like you
I do my worst work on a night drive
Picking every scar till it feels right
Turning small cuts into landmines
Yeah I stay stuck in the same lines
Talking big truths to the windshield
Making sharp turns that I can't heal
I only meet myself at high speed
On a black road
With a bright bleed
Maybe I could ease off the gas
Let the engine breathe for a mile
But every dark stretch feels like a dare
So I press harder
Just to feel alive
I do my worst work on a night drive
Picking every scar till it feels right
Turning small cuts into landmines
Yeah I stay stuck in the same lines
Talking big truths to the windshield
Making sharp turns that I can't heal
I only meet myself at high speed
On a black road
With a bright bleed