I wanna get out
Of North America
I'm not steering safely now
Stopped for a moment on the highway
What the f*ck did he even say
Came to pass in 1975
The fear of death, it eats him alive
I would confront him face to face
Follow the instructions if you wanna be safe
I'm getting lost going the right way
I'm getting lost but I still feel safe
Closing my eyes on the highway
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Parties in a bungalow
Looking for a place I don't know
Somewhere on another plane
Somewhere nobody will know my name
I'm losing track of the way that I lie
If I told the truth, they'd eat me alive
Follow the instructions if you wanna be safe
I'm getting lost going the right way
I'm getting lost but I still feel safe
Closing my eyes on the highway
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
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I wanna get out
Of North America
I'm not steering safely now
Stopped for a moment on the highway
What the f*ck did he even say
Came to pass in 1975
The fear of death, it eats him alive
I would confront him face to face
Follow the instructions if you wanna be safe
I'm getting lost going the right way
I'm getting lost but I still feel safe
Closing my eyes on the highway
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Parties in a bungalow
Looking for a place I don't know
Somewhere on another plane
Somewhere nobody will know my name
I'm losing track of the way that I lie
If I told the truth, they'd eat me alive
Follow the instructions if you wanna be safe
I'm getting lost going the right way
I'm getting lost but I still feel safe
Closing my eyes on the highway
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Of North America
I'm not steering safely now
Stopped for a moment on the highway
What the f*ck did he even say
Came to pass in 1975
The fear of death, it eats him alive
I would confront him face to face
Follow the instructions if you wanna be safe
I'm getting lost going the right way
I'm getting lost but I still feel safe
Closing my eyes on the highway
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Parties in a bungalow
Looking for a place I don't know
Somewhere on another plane
Somewhere nobody will know my name
I'm losing track of the way that I lie
If I told the truth, they'd eat me alive
Follow the instructions if you wanna be safe
I'm getting lost going the right way
I'm getting lost but I still feel safe
Closing my eyes on the highway
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Spinning 'round on an 8-track tape
Writer: Tony Davia, Jackie Rupey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid