OVERDOSE de Mayer hoje

I am driving up 85 in the kind of morning that lasts all afternoon

I'm just stuck inside the gloom4 more exits to my apartment but

I am tempted to keep the car in driveand leave it all behind

cause I wonder sometimes about the outcome

Of a still verdictless lifeam I living it rightam

I living it rightam I living it right

why, why Georgia, why

I rent a room and I fill the spaces withwood and places to make it feel like home

but all I feel's aloneit might be a quarter-life crisisor just the stirring in my soul either way

I wonder sometimes about the outcome of a still verdictless life

am I living it right am I living it right am I living it right

why, why Georgia, why so what so I've got a smile on

It's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head

don't believe me don't you dare believe me when I say I've got it down

everybody is just a stranger

but that's the danger in going my own way

I guess it's a price I have to pay still "everything happens for a reason"

is no reason not to ask yourself if you are living it right

are you living it right are you living it right

why, why Georgia, why