Monumental - The Flatliners

Ever since I pulled over

I’ve been looking for you in the strangest places

With desperation painted on my face and I’m shaking

As I check every car window in the parking lot

Swallowing these ashes whole

And know that soon I’ll be en route to the hospital

You’d think I’ve got it all 'til tires start to crawl

I’m asleep at the wheel, this binge is monumental

Getting high in a borrowed car

Listening to the songs that got me this far into my own head

Just thinking of this, always thinking of this

Put on a pair of sunglasses

That turn February gray into everything yellow

You’ll always want to see as much of the sky

As much of the sky as possible

You’d think I’ve got it all 'til tires start to crawl

I’m asleep at the wheel, this binge is monumental

And I feel no pain at all when these tires screech down to a halt

Asleep hitting the wall, this binge is monumental

Greet the world with a poker face

Through empty bottles, in a haze

They won’t suspect a thing now, will they?

Itemize your life in a panicked state

So you can sleep at night

And dream about never turning old and gray

Catching my breath now seems as useless as airplane conversations

'Cause I enjoy toiling in all of my frustration

You’d think I’ve got it all 'til tires start to crawl

I’m asleep at the wheel, this binge is monumental

And I feel no pain at all when these tires screech down to a halt

Asleep hitting the wall, this binge is monumental

Our skin is peeling from the searing steel surrounding us