Raceway - Allday

I just can’t love like it’s back then

We’ve been through too many bad things

I got some models coming through with me now

I think my life is as stupid as it sounds

And she chop-chop scissor it, roll and twist the end

Inhale, hold it, wait, then blow it out, we’re high in this bitch again

Thunder cracking, Melbourne city shit, long-ass winters here

If I love her, I shall never mention it

When you’re racing through my mind

It’s your raceway and you really can drive

When you’re changing lanes, burning tyres

It’s your raceway and you really can drive

You really can

If I die now, nothing salty

Just bring me flowers when you drop me

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger

But sometimes you turn into a monster

But when you treat someone like they dirt

Then eventually they gon' turn around

And be the dirt that you said that they’d be

You can take the boy from them hills, can’t take them from me

And you play pretend like I’m barely a memory

When you’re racing through my mind

It’s your raceway and you really can drive

When you’re changing lanes, burning tyres

It’s your raceway and you really can drive

You really can

We’re some ill-adjusted adults

Sleep in the lounge room, surfing channels

Girls texting, not fucking at all

'Cause when we’re done, it’s too much to handle

Just us recovering, lost loves back when I was a teen

B-ball dreams, 6:00am bucketing

Head shaved, no-one fucked with me

You know they get hotter when you break their heart

If they don’t, you break it way too hard

Move on quick like a racing car, stay popping champagne for ya

Podium first place for ya, I’m sorry for the way we are

Roaring that engine, ignoring my texts and

When you’re racing through my mind

It’s your raceway and you really can drive

When you’re changing lanes, burning tyres

It’s your raceway and you really can drive

You really can