Count the Miles Lyrics

There's a crack in the pavement

There's a fissure in the road

You look on with amazement

At the trash that could turn to gold

It comes down to placement

When you're stuck in the shape you're in

You can feel it slither

Underneath your skin

And that truck is moving faster than you think

I saw myself inside of

You're a fresh disaster

And you don't have the guts to leave

Got a poisonous adder

Slithered up inside your sleeve

And this shit just keeps getting better

The bouncer won't let you in

And the safe needs cracking

But you lack the discipline

And I won't let this go without a fight

I saw myself on the passenger side

Count the miles before the break

Watch the world disintegrate

See the devils in the pines

Out beyond the exit signs

You don't need a big surprise

So take the wheel, I'll be your eyes

Opinion rich and dollar poor

He don't live here anymore

I used to see him out at shows

Chasing whispers of your ghost

Trace the turnpike to the sky

And take the wheel, I'll be your eyes

There's a glitch in the matrix

There's a shiver up your spine

It's a matter of semantics

And you're losing every time

But it don't seem to matter

To the priest and the reverend

Getting away with the murder

Was easier than the sin

And that truck is moving faster than you think

I saw myself in the driver's seat