The coast always called
On Friday nights side by side you and I
Riding on my bike ready to disappear
There’s bout a million places we could go
Except I’d rather be here
And so, let’s chase these highway lines
Turn off the light and let the city lights
Guide us to where we think we’ll find home
Where, I’m feeling powerless
And, you have all the power over me
I just hope we’re bad enough
That the Devil rejects us