Andy, the highway looked so dark
When the black took control of my eyes
When something made my focus smash
And I'll be back when the rest of it dies
The voice in my head was gone
Every sort of person looked like hell
With their hands in their pockets
And the marks on their scalp
If I get a chance to breathe
I couldn't breathe under all of that weight, and the things that we've seen.
With all the dead, with their hats on their chest, and their thoughts in the leaves.
I can't breathe
(The highway looked so dark
I'm drowning underwater)
Tear the fever out of my lungs, put the cold back under my tongue.