GET.

The car's never been this silent all my life,
And I find myself craving anything.
Just sing to me.
Sing to me and make this all go away.
Sing me something sweet,
Something to fill my heart with anything.
Anything besides this burning contempt.
Fear is ringing in my ears, now.
Fear to ask all you fear to admit.
Sweet recluse, I seek you now more than ever.
It's all your fault, don't I know?
Oh, trust me.
I know better than the silver creator.
You'll never know, I'll never tell you.
This is where I bleed hypocrosity.
Rolling down these hills in silence, now.
No chassis to keep us in tact now, sweetheart.
We're getting away now, sweetheart.
180 in a 75, and we've never felt so alive.
Flying.
Freeing.
Braking.
Being.
Being more than anything we know.