(Bridge)
I'm just high on my lows
Will I even make it home
This Winter cold has froze my soul
The more you know, the more you don't wanna know
(Verse)
My hands are gripping on the steering wheel
I don't give a f** if there's a cop in the rear
If i get stopped who's gonna win the game
All white roads like I'm driving on c**aine
With phone off, you couldn't reach me
I needed the silence to think about life
And to me it ain't right
Simply it bad symphonies and the time I just wanna scream
Why, oh why?
All of this anger and pain bottled inside
And I'm just cruising on thin ice
Cold nights, long drives, everything will be alright
But this could be the last drive and that's if I wanna make it
Right now I'm just so vacant
She made me crash the Veh, then toss the keys
Drive slow homie, drive slow