Bitter St

I've been riding round With my head in the clouds Travel speed of sound I'll just turn the windows down Turn the music loud I don't wanna hear a sound Thoughts so profound But their quiet for now Maybe it's a robin Maybe it's a Dove Put it in your pocket Fits just like a glove Done with all the talking Drunk outside the club Up just like a rocket Looming from above I know when you say I'll do it But no you protect your ruin Caught up in the thought for movement But you don't wanna stay congruent I know when you say I'll do it This is just some stale music I know when you say I'll do it Doesn't ever really mean you could Oh when you said goodbye Story of my life Woah needed your advice Guess I'll spend some Time alone again I've been riding round With my head in the clouds Travel speed of sound I'll just turn the windows down Turn the music loud I don't wanna hear a sound Thoughts so profound But their quiet for now