White Lines (Demo) lyrics
by The Narcissist Cookbook
The low fuel light's been on for days
I haven't seen another car
Since I passed the petrol station
Must have been a week or more
I punched in your address but I don't think I remember you
Objects in the mirror disappear as they slip out of view
I haven't stopped the car in so long I can't even tell
Leave it long enough, you turn into somebody else