Everybody is walking so fast
I don't think I can keep up the pace
The world is spinning and making me dizzy
Why does everything feel like a race
I'm falling over and tripping on nothing
Everybody's staring at me
It kinda feels like they're expecting something
I don't know what they want me to be
It tastes like cherry soda
It smells like gasoline
It's burning twice as fast
But glows just like the city
I'm a little obsessed with the highway
I can hear it calling my name
Sometimes I see myself crash into something
If I did would the world be the same?
It tastes like cherry soda
It smells like gasoline
It's burning twice as fast
But glows just like the city
It tastes like cherry soda
It smells like gasoline
It's burning twice as fast
But glows just like the city
