Buick

Buick
When i’m screwed into the wall
I may as well take my time
My my the runway, i don’t wanna be reminded
A bruise from outta nowhere
Now it’s making sense
I’d get the car off the runway
If i could get it outta the ditch

I’m awake and i’m coiled
Maybe i won’t drink this once
I’m awake, i’ve been rejected
And i’m ashamed of what i’ve done
I’m awake, i’m awake
Sorry about the buick
Turn the room into a car
Drive it off a fuc*** cliff
When i’m screwed into the wall
I may as well take my time
My me, the runway, i don’t wanna be reminded
A bruise from outta nowhere
Now it’s making sense