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Packed our bags with half-baked schemes
Kicked the dust off both my jeans
Traded coins for one full tank
Bet the rest on broken plans
Wrong way down a one-way street
Your wild laugh makes the error sweet
Rain-soaked map on the dashboard
We don't care what we parked for
Salt air rushes through the sunroof
Gas gauge drops beneath the roof
Now my chest feels weightless and wide
Every red line makes me feel alive
Salt air rushes through the sunroof
Gas gauge drops beneath the roof
We're just kids with nowhere to arrive
Every wrong turn makes me feel alive
Wrong way down a one-way street
Your wild laugh makes the error sweet
Rain-soaked map on the dashboard
We don't care what we parked for
Salt air rushes through the sunroof
Gas gauge drops beneath the roof
Now my chest feels weightless and wide
Every red line makes me feel alive
Salt air rushes through the sunroof
Gas gauge drops beneath the roof
We're just kids with nowhere to arrive
Every wrong turn makes me feel alive