Would you mind vacating the room
Cus I know what I’m gonna do
But instead of coming to grips
With the vile things that I am
Round the steering wheel my hands gripped
Then I turned the keys and I ran
I wasted more days of the past year
Traversing the coast than cherishing home
I-5 interstate I feel safe here
Where nobody knows all that I can’t hold
And I don’t know what’s heavier
My backpack or my eyelids
And I don’t know which one’s more burnt
My peeled skin or my courage
You rested your head on the dash you
Tried your best to keep from falling asleep
When everything’s left in the rearview
I finally see where I wanna be
And I don’t know what’s heavier
My backpack or my eyelids
And I don’t know which one’s more burnt
My peeled skin or my courage
You slammed the car door in your driveway
And in my high beams you looked like a dream
From your parents’ porch looked at my face
And I knew that we both knew I should leave
So I left
All I left were tire marks on your cement
My four wheels fly as exits pass
Exhaust pipes sigh and engines gasp
On speaker phone I hear you ask
Is all you know speed up or crash
Escapist lives burn bright and fast
Tonight I’m in the highway’s hands
On speaker phone I hear you ask
But love I can’t no love I can’t
If my only two options are
To feel nothing or feel it all
I’d prefer to feel it hurt like hell
I just need a minute to myself
Though he was uncredited, Steve Albini was behind the boards on this noise rock classic from the forever feral Jesus Lizard. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2024
Alex Henry Foster again collaborates with Canadian-Japanese artist Momoka, who also translates the lyrics from English to Japanese. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2024