Lyrics: Arielle Marie Ward
Music: Arielle Marie Ward
Road noise kind of dulls the senses
Fuels nostalgia with a vengeance
Montage music writes itself
Just rolling down I-5
Emotional and so defenseless
Small Ikea Allen wrenches
Sleeping on a mattress on the
Hardwood for awhile
I'm gone
Just like I always said I'd be
I'm gone
And it's just me it's just
Changed my plates to California
Hoping they'd help me belong just
Fumbling for a meaning in the
Numbers they assigned
Haunting all the Thai food places
Reaching for familiar faces
Learning curves of highways
That had never crossed my mind
I'm gone
Just like I always said I'd be
I'm gone
And it's just me it's just me
It's just me
It's just me
It's just me
It's just me