Smell of the blacktop after the rain
A chemical spills inside my brain
No one's coming to clean it up
And I don't care
This pollution makes me happy
If it's irreversible
My ecosystem will lose control
And I won't care
Now I have found my bliss
A sensation in the mist
Not on my hard drive
Blasting down the freeway
I feel like I'm seventeen
But a better kind of that past version of me
Smell of the blacktop after the rain
My control swirls in the drain
It is a lonely euphoria
And I don't care
This pollution makes me happy
If I buy a convertible
My top will be down
And I won't care
Now I have found my bliss
A sensation in the mist
Not on my hard drive
Blasting down the freeway
I feel like I'm seventeen
But a better kind of that past version of me
A better kind
A better kind
A better kind of that past version of me
A better kind
A better kind
A better kind of that past version, past version
Blasting down the freeway
I feel like I'm seventeen
But a better kind of that past version of me
Smell of the blacktop after the rain
A chemical spills inside my brain
No one's coming to clean it up
And I don't care