Lyrics: Flora Petnehazy/Kata Kozma
Music: Flora Petnehazy
Street signs driving alone
Green lights I’m finally going home
Freedom i feel it in my bones
Sick ride
Eyes closed no more strangers at the wheel
They’re whispering that she’s not afraid to feel
Time smells like wet ground on fire
Sick ride
aaaaa
I’m chasing a different kind of High
More alive with every single mile
Hey there I’ve missed this for a while
Sick ride
Eyes closed no more strangers at the wheel
They’re whispering that she’s not afraid to feel
Time smells like wet ground on fire
Sick ride