halon

won't you get in the car

drive a thousand miles or blow my way

take it with you where the fun thing will never go away

like too much cocaine

some things are better left behind

they drag the others down

she'll always be to tell stories

stories

and this holy war

we suffered the world to live

i need a second gear

halon

to drag all of humanity down

killing the pride of a jester who wears the kings crown

with blood on his brow

won't you get in the car

drive a thousand miles or blow my way

take it with you where the fun thing will never go away

like too much cocaine

we suffered the world to live

i need a second gear

halon

we suffocate

as we radiate

we suffocate

just to liberate the world from ourselves

save us from ourselves

so we might come to find

we're all just fine

as we fell we must twist it and shape

till it's all that you wanted to be