[Verse 1]
Between the chemical trails in the morning
And the UFOs at night
The sky becomes a canvas
For my worst conspiracies
And through the storm clouds that were forming
More black and blue than white
I saw two shooting stars as the getaway car
My life turned out to be
[Chorus 1]
But my face is pressed against the window
While the traveled road lives up to its cliché
Desperately just trying to hold on to something
As I'm learning now that the time flies either way
[Verse 2]
I confused a sense of purpose
With grabbing the future by the throat
While the museum of my memories
Was just some blurry photographs
When I was younger I was serious
Now everything's a joke
But my friends detect a sadness
At the end of every laugh
Between the chemical trails in the morning
And the UFOs at night
The sky becomes a canvas
For my worst conspiracies
And through the storm clouds that were forming
More black and blue than white
I saw two shooting stars as the getaway car
My life turned out to be
[Chorus 1]
But my face is pressed against the window
While the traveled road lives up to its cliché
Desperately just trying to hold on to something
As I'm learning now that the time flies either way
[Verse 2]
I confused a sense of purpose
With grabbing the future by the throat
While the museum of my memories
Was just some blurry photographs
When I was younger I was serious
Now everything's a joke
But my friends detect a sadness
At the end of every laugh
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