Gridlock

Forehead pressed to the window pane

Condensates

Exhale slowly

I trace your name, I trace your name

And the friends back home would not believe me

But the rain drops streaking won't deceive

Ready, ready, no

Ready, ready, no

I'm not steady, no

I'm not steady, no

Gonna hydroplane

Don't you hit the fucking brakes

Staring at your name

Watch it fade