Allen Page’s Midnight Ride
Panucci’s Pizza
And as I hang my head, eyes heavy
With the flaring lights passing by me
Well, I swerve to the left and I lean to the right
And I wonder if I'll get back home tonight
Or have I completely given up on myself?
I was never the one to press game over
I would always grab another life
Or end up punching in the cheat codes
But today there is no difference
With my never ending benevolence
And yet I just can't seem
To crack a smile where it matters
It's familiar to me
It's familiar to me
It's familiar to me
Familiar to me
It's familiar to me
It's familiar to me
It's familiar to me
