Car No Driver
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โฑ๏ธ 4:05 duration
๐ ID: 319365
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I swear to god I just got passed
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
I swear to god I just got passed
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
On a real day, shift to a higher gear
I want to feel the wind blow
Through the window
With you here
And it feels right
Til the dust clears
Drifting on the shoulder
That you're older by a year
I swear to god I just got passed
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
I swear to god I just got passed
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
On a real day, shift to a higher gear
I want to feel the wind blow
Through the window
With you here
And it feels right
Til the dust clears
Drifting on the shoulder
That you're older by a year
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
I swear to god I just got passed
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
On a real day, shift to a higher gear
I want to feel the wind blow
Through the window
With you here
And it feels right
Til the dust clears
Drifting on the shoulder
That you're older by a year
I swear to god I just got passed
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
I swear to god I just got passed
By a car without a driver
I swear to god it whistled
And it roared as it went past us.
My ears are microphones
And my eyes they are cameras.
I'd sooner die than lie about a car without a driver.
On a real day, shift to a higher gear
I want to feel the wind blow
Through the window
With you here
And it feels right
Til the dust clears
Drifting on the shoulder
That you're older by a year
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right
And it feels right