Green Call Her Sims

I see you breathing
And you know I’m leaving
But there’s nothing harder than saying goodbye
And you won’t be speaking
You’ll just be leaking all your hopes and dreams and making me think crazy
things
So drive Seth, dear God, please drive
(Drive Seth, my God, please drive)
Drive Seth, dear God
(Drive Seth, my God)
Head for the highway
They say it’s my way, but I can’t stay, so I’m telling myself everything will
be okay
(Take back your insecurities because they are boring me)
I’m not worried, just hurry, because it’s never seemed so strange
(To death, and I am sick of this sincere shit)
I don’t know this place
We’re buried together and staying ahead of the weather
We are so brittle
With bones so fickle
They lie so steady
And now I’m ready to die or drive
Please call someone, we need to find a way home
I’m soaked and can’t recognize this bone