Driving Home

Red lights, Cold rain. City running through the glass. Slow lanes, no names. Everything keeps moving fast. Streetlights dripping on the road. Headlights cut across the smoke. Every signal turning red. Static running through my head. Concrete shadows moving slow. Neon burning down below. Every mile feels automatic. Every night feels cinematic. Cold roads, Fast life. Asphalt lights. Heartbeat, Low bass. Rain running down the frame. One road, One night. Nothing feels the same. Asphalt lights. Slow motion. Asphalt lights. No emotion. Asphalt lights. Cold city. Asphalt lights. Taillights fading into gray. Empty bridges, endless rain. Every window glowing blue. Like the city's watching through. No tomorrow in the noise. Only echoes in the wires. Every second moving faster. Underneath the asphalt lights. Cold roads, Fast life. Asphalt lights. Asphalt lights. Asphalt lights. Slow motion. Asphalt lights. No emotion. Asphalt lights. Cold city. Asphalt lights. Asphalt lights.