Blue Highway - Heatmiser

wide awake at 4 in the morning

killing time on the blue highway

drag in the day like a body

burried the night under where i’d layed

on all the sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me

oh yeah, it’s like the club in my hand

it’s my favourite brand

and you’ve touched everyone

oh yeah, it’s like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue

and it’s starting to get fun

kids say i didn’t see it coming

busy just plucking your burrs

i take long walkes cos they’re numbing

only wanna speak in code

on all sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me

oh yeah it’s like the club in my hand

it’s your favourite brand

and you’ve touched everyone

oh yeah it’s like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue

and it’s starting to get fun

cut me up like a jigsaw, whole reflection cracked apart

like the lines on my hand or the map of a broken heart