I Need a Drive -

Coming home late I’m messing up, I never seem to get things right;

now I’m stressing out, anticipating.

Screaming out loud, «I've had enough!»

What’s waiting at home for me?

Do they know how bad this mess is that they’re making?

And just sitting here isn’t helping.

Woah, I’m freaking out, and I can’t shake what’s eating me inside.

Woah, I’m leaving behind everything.

I know what I need;

all I need is a drive.

On a typical scale from one to ten, how deep am I in this time?

Well according to them, I’m approaching eleven.

If I could just make them happy would I be better than I am now?

Woah, I’m freaking out, and I can’t shake what’s eating me inside.

Woah, I’m leaving behind everything.

I know what I need;

all I need is a drive.

I need a drive in the night from here to nowhere, out of sight.

I don’t care where I go, but I can’t stay here.

There’s no remedy that can replace the life-saving wind felt on my face and the

radio turned up loud, all I want now is a drive.

(

Don’t ask me why I can’t stay here, I need to go)

Woah, I’m freaking out, and I can’t shake what’s eating me inside.

Woah, I’m leaving behind everything.

I know what I need;

all I need is a drive.

(

Don’t ask me why I can’t stay here, I need to go)