one night we lay beside each other, so close to a sweat    with two fans circling overhead, we sleep on borrowed time    and the traffic lights direct empty roads, the stars can't break the city sky    but they still try despite what they know is already true    and tomorrow we'll take aim, just like a storm waiting for a calm    i can feel everything coming in my chest, my heart's already pounding    my head's on far-off highways, sixteen years old, on a road that never ends    might drive into something that looks like a sunset, and it lasts forever,    and i never look back       from hoboken to l.a.    from portland to gainesville    from the great plains to niagara    route 66 straight to california    electric lights carry the night    we move in 4/4 time    our feet on wheels and in the sky    yes we're going cause we'd die if we stayed here    and those dying dreams will carry what's good, and real, and pure    and the rest can burn in hell    and for the four-year-old girl found dead in a dumpster    shot by her mother, her eulogy,    the sound of construction through head-to-head traffic    today is just another day.    and me and my friends are just growing into the drunks    and the liars that we've always hated       every shortcoming has trapped us, every mistake is now our own infinite failure    so we steal every chance we get    every advantage is taken when no one's looking    we hide behind closed doors, and we don't stop until    we are the people we've decided we should be    i wanna be a shot heard round the world, fucking unstoppable    this distance is not something we'll regret    from here, and now, and today, and forever, and days after that till the very end