let it roll

the time on the clock reads half past four;

i'm wide awake and thinking

with my pillow on the floor

that maybe i'm just wasting my time dreaming

in a harsh reality

i don't wanna wake up just to find out

i've been deceived. let it roll

our time is fleeting so we take control

from california to my home sweet home

our days repeating like it's all we know

it's all we know

out here the hills roll on for miles

the sun is like my own sense of direction

i'm always drawn to each horizon

when it's rising

when it sets

but all i can think about is sex

and playing one more game of six-cup

in the backyard at the wedge"