Warmduscher Bright Lights
[Spoken]
I woke up this morning. Carved her name into my arm. Kissed her on the cheek and said goodbye forever. No bags packed. No run trip tickets. I'm heading straight to Whale City. And they all are gonna know my name. I see the lights of this [?]. I watch these flames burn in the distance. I'm coming home. This golden [?] will see me through. And the dust's gonna fill my lungs. My head is bruised and bleeding from the constante pounding on the dashboard. Here it comes. Whale City