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Vacation
by Sloth Hands
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Every time I drive at night I run into all of life's questions
And on my morning drive I see all the billboards screaming bloody murder
Sometimes this town just don't feel like my home
It's temporary 'til I get myself figured out
Every 30 miles or so there's construction and bottlenecks of semi-trucks
There's concrete dust coming through the vents and in through my window pane
I listen to the news while I'm parked on the highway
Greetings from nowhere, I'm enjoying my vacation
These past couple months I haven't done anything except what I'm supposed to do
And everyone around me is in such a shitty mood, and I am too
So I pull out my bike as soon as I get home
I leave the car behind because it's time for my vacation
And I ride my bike
Because I fucking hate driving
And I wanna enjoy my vacation
How much of this is from the past couple months
Is there someone out there sabotaging me
I wanna bust skulls
I wanna start showing up
I wanna kick down doors
Destroy what holds me back
Okay, I'm gunning for revenge
Too many mornings I wake up
With a punch in my gut
And people in my ear saying
It's time for me to learn to swim
But you can all go to hell
I'm gonna dry myself out
So your family's steeped in tradition
And most of your friends have drifted away
It's okay to start slowing down
And figure out what stops rattling your bones
I'm gonna stop letting my younger self be a gag reflex to me
I'm gonna stop being ashamed to take some time to myself
I wanna speak with some candor in my daily conversations
I wanna start taking myself a little more seriously
Yeah, you can all go to hell
I'm gonna dry myself out
Every time I drive at night I run into all of life's questions
And on my morning drive I see all the billboards screaming bloody murder
Sometimes this town just don't feel like my home
It's temporary 'til I get myself figured out
Every 30 miles or so there's construction and bottlenecks of semi-trucks
There's concrete dust coming through the vents and in through my window pane
I listen to the news while I'm parked on the highway
Greetings from nowhere, I'm enjoying my vacation
These past couple months I haven't done anything except what I'm supposed to do
And everyone around me is in such a shitty mood, and I am too
So I pull out my bike as soon as I get home
I leave the car behind because it's time for my vacation
And I ride my bike
Because I fucking hate driving
And I wanna enjoy my vacation
How much of this is from the past couple months
Is there someone out there sabotaging me
I wanna bust skulls
I wanna start showing up
I wanna kick down doors
Destroy what holds me back
Okay, I'm gunning for revenge
Too many mornings I wake up
With a punch in my gut
And people in my ear saying
It's time for me to learn to swim
But you can all go to hell
I'm gonna dry myself out
So your family's steeped in tradition
And most of your friends have drifted away
It's okay to start slowing down
And figure out what stops rattling your bones
I'm gonna stop letting my younger self be a gag reflex to me
I'm gonna stop being ashamed to take some time to myself
I wanna speak with some candor in my daily conversations
I wanna start taking myself a little more seriously
Yeah, you can all go to hell
I'm gonna dry myself out
