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Jeremy Messersmith – The Commuter lyrics
Some nights I can't feel my beating heart
I've got a secondhand body made with junkyard parts
An ink-blot head that makes it hard to care
Broke-down hands won't get me anywhere
But when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm going places
Landscapes all around me seem to change
And when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm made of something
And some day things will start to go my way
I spend my evenings lying on this couch
Countin' all the cracks in this old house
TV dinner boxes on the floor
I'm down 'cause you don't live here anymore
But when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm going places
Landscapes all around me seem to change
And when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm made of something
Some day things will start to go my way
[Instrumental]
But when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm going places
Landscapes all around me seem to change
And when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm made of something
Some day things will start to go my way
I've got a secondhand body made with junkyard parts
An ink-blot head that makes it hard to care
Broke-down hands won't get me anywhere
But when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm going places
Landscapes all around me seem to change
And when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm made of something
And some day things will start to go my way
I spend my evenings lying on this couch
Countin' all the cracks in this old house
TV dinner boxes on the floor
I'm down 'cause you don't live here anymore
But when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm going places
Landscapes all around me seem to change
And when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm made of something
Some day things will start to go my way
[Instrumental]
But when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm going places
Landscapes all around me seem to change
And when I drive this car to work
I feel like I'm made of something
Some day things will start to go my way
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