Highways - Jars

Found myself on the burning highway

Far far away from this town

Out of reach, all alone

I’m no longer yours now

Out of my way, I don’t need you

I don’t need permissions of holy stones

Out of my way, I can’t help you

I don’t need permissions of holy stones

The only thing we shared

Was our apathy

I’m going to come alive

The only thing we shared

Was our apathy

Going to come alive

Come alive, come

Come alive, come

Come alive, come