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