And my eyes get low in that all-white truck, I can barely see shit And my eyes get low in that all-white truck, I can barely see (Girl, I might be)
And I overflow like mercury Glowing with uncertainty (glowing with uncertainty) Circles at the Chevron (girl, I might be) I might be forever gone (bitch, I might be gone)
And my eyes get low in that all-white truck, I can barely see shit Hit the gas like you wouldn't believe it Thank God I was always healing
In a time so slow, I was thinking 'bout us rearranging pieces Speeding up on that all-black demon Going West, I don't got no reasons
I was throwing stones at Hercules Throwing them so perfectly Circles at the Chevron I can't be forever young
Empty choir, operated from above My voice will be their voice until I'm free My hands will be their hands until I'm free
