Thinking back about the time when we were trying just to stay alive
Highways and dreaming
My words don't come out right

Thinking back about the time when we arrived, we got there just in time
Four states and counting, gassed up we're hauling now
Traffic, we're crawling
Panic, not calming down

Thinking back about the time that we survived but lost our fucking minds

Where the highway ends right underneath the exit sign of daydreams
The Whisper Room right off of route six
This is our crowd, tear the fucking room straight down
This is our night, it's time to show the world we are here

Hours felt like days, we thought we'd never make it
The finish line flashed by my eyes
Out of gas, out of cash but we had to keep on racing
Feeling revived, we were alive

Where the highway ends right underneath the exit sign of daydreams
The Whisper Room right off of route six
This is our crowd, tear the fucking room straight down
This is our night it's time to show the world we are here
What a hell of a night

Where the highway ends right underneath the exit sign of daydreams
The Whisper Room just off of route six
This is our crowd, tear the fucking room straight down
This is our night it's time to show the world we are here

I'm freaking out
I'm freaking out
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