Contains use of the song 'Stay High' Feat. Hippie Sabotage by Tove Lo
lyrics
Ry - Empty Petrol Tank
Verse 1:
Flying round in this brick pile/
No speed limit, no speed dial/
My wind screen with this dirt grime/
But you a nerd right, if you ain't heard Ry/
These flat tyres, hit asphalt/
On highways, no back roads/
Our plan to shine, won't last long/
In the grand scheme, our last hope/
Yeah, and I'm so close/
So damn close, it hurts to hope/
Like the trust that I got in this pipe dreams/
I gotta donate off these dirt roads/
So I speed off, our crusade/
No common sense, no fuel gage/
These wheels roll, and that feels safe/
To our destination, accelerate/ yeah/
Ry - Empty Petrol Tank
Verse 1:
Flying round in this brick pile/
No speed limit, no speed dial/
My wind screen with this dirt grime/
But you a nerd right, if you ain't heard ry/
These flat tyres, hit asphalt/
On highways, no back roads/
Our plan to shine, won't last long/
In the grand scheme, our last hope/
Yeah, and I'm so close/
So damn close, it hurts to hope/
Like the trust that I got in this pipe dreams, I gotta donate off these dirt roads/
So I speed off, our crusade/
No common sense, no fuel gage/
These wheels roll, and that feels safe/
To our destination, accelerate/ yeah/
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City lights over 3-10/
My home town with an 8 on the end/
Holding on by a single thread/
Cos these fucking jobs ain't paying debt/
We're burnt out, we burn fuel/
Running on fumes they amounted us to/
Notions of us so pre-conceived/
Had it all figured out before we could achieve/
Confused nation, my generation/
On the web with our conversations/
Our slowing it down is just too fast/
We're growing up quick no respect for the past/
We're burning our books and sleeping in class/
Google some thing's, it's too easy to pass/
Take a few things and for weeks it could last/
No ones listening so we need them to laugh/ f'real/
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Pre-Chorus:
And lately I just know that I feel/
Reckless driving with no hands on my wheel/
They tell me money isn't everything/
Cruising with an empty petrol tank/
These people always stay the same/
I know they will never change/
I think we should run away/
I swear to god it ain't no phase/
Chorus:
Ride around at full speed/
Ain't slowing down, for a single thing/
Our four tyres look worn down/
we're worn out but best believe we're on/
Yeah, We're On/
Ride around at full speed/
Ain't slowing down, for a single thing/
Our four tyres look worn down/
we're worn out but best believe we're on/
Yeah, We're On/
Verse II:
City lights over 3-10/
My home town with an 8 on the end/
Holding on by a single thread/
Cos these fucking jobs ain't paying debt/
We're burnt out, we burn fuel/
Running on fumes they amounted us to/
Notions of us so pre-conceived/
Had it all figured out before we could achieve/
Confused nation, my generation/
On the web with our conversations/
Our slowing it down is just too fast/
We're growing up quick no respect for the past/
We're burning our books and sleeping in class/
Google some thing's, it's too easy to pass/
Take a few things and for weeks it could last/
No ones listening so we need them to laugh/ for real/
