Cyris and Dottie

40 miles outside of town and I tied his arms up 40 miles outside town and we stayed up talking In the middle of the road In the middle of the road It seems I fucked up by laughing 40 miles outside of town man we learned a lesson 40 miles outside of town and it ended with a whimper In the middle of the road In the middle of the road It seems I fucked up by laughing

Devised a perfect plan Create an empty man Is what I never planned it's void oblivion Void oblivion Escape to fantasy Regret is plan to see With enough amphetamines It's void oblivion Void oblivion Dottie, I promise you with latex mask If you want my hand you need only to ask

I'm sweating helicopters And I swear I'm good to drive I feel my heart in my ears And the blood in my eyes Ache in my fingers underneath the finger nails The Granite State of granite made of stone and pale Swear I'm good to drive Swear I'm good to drive