404

I feel like things are only starting to make sense now

Don't wanna think like you were plotting, I relent, now

Rejected truth, I dug my grave into a bed, slow

I feel what I knocked from above me was a halo

It's like I'm driving into nothing, in the fast lane

I'd rather honesty, the punch is just a fair trade

I'm on the 404, an error with the mainframe

I called it highway to hell, I should take the damn train

You made me promise I'd always try just to keep in touch

Lost at anonymous, I can't hide if I'm in a rush

Show me just the picture you'd make of me, with a paint brush