Drive-Thru Confessional (blueprints)

Late night

Cold coffee at the diner

Faint hum

From the interstate

Same words like:
"I'm really f*cking tired"

Same crowd

Poisoned and astray

[Chorus]
But there's hope in the eyes when the morning comes

And we're counting the days

And we smoke our lungs out

The best is on the way

We're bound to believe

There's an honest job
And we hope it'll last

But we drink and we fight like in criminal past

The tattoos and the scars tonight we roll down the sleeves

Strike me down and I
Will resurrect in fire!
Hear me out -
I'm not your enemy!
I found God I...
I am my own messiah!
So loud
Capable and real

[Chorus]