Driving (4-Track Demo Version)

Tell him I'm driving, it's alright Turning on this wheel Turning on headlights A hundred different Bibles by my side In my white gown, I go flying down Oh my eyes, it cannot be He said, "No, it cannot be" (it cannot be) All that time, it cannot be (that time, it cannot be) Easy said, it cannot be (no, it cannot be) Ghosts fly their asses off tonight I'm just driving 'til it dies Tell him I'm driving, it's alright You tell him that I had a skin full You tell him that I couldn't sit still Imagine your whole self is filled with light Your voice ringing out Through the whole fucking town Oh, my eyes, it cannot be He said, "No, it cannot be" All that time it cannot be Oh my eyes, it cannot be You tell him I'm driving (oh) You tell him I'm driving (oh) You tell him I'm driving (oh) You tell him I'm driving (oh)