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letra de off the map - the wilde

[verse 1: the wilde]
city lights roof back cruising down our streets
nice little view through the fog and some new beats
my girl next to me in the p-ssenger seat
the world out in front of us tonight we are free
smoke rings, fast food, and back seat love
driving like a video game, i’m trying to level up
all my devils gone cuz she keeps them at bay
no apples, no doctors, just this once a day
we were trapped in the rat race then flash in the fast lane
never ones to wait we can make our own places
hard to stay grounded when faced with open sp-ces
down to run up and leave life is sweet taste it
we cross the golden gate take one look and book it
paradise or bust find gold or keep looking
home is where open road is totally empty
we’re alone in this together two hearts and an engine

[verse 2: the wilde]
call me mario andretti or lead foot or better yet
a getaway driver for work week survivors
weekend escapism races for sanity
finally someone understands we don’t need a plan b
plan to have adventures leave our tenures of boredom
spending june to september driving through california
we’ll sit by the pacific till its burned into our cornea
specific destinations are unknown but according to
our summer sun tans and the feeling of your hands
all roads lead home gps set to sand
they will catch us if they can but they can’t track us down
we’ll fly under under their radar till we choose to drive out
starry nights brights on the stereo plays our song
the type of trip to make you never wanna call mom
soon it will end till then we’re independent
can’t last forever but it’s still worth pretending

[hook: the wilde & natalie sullivan]
never outta gas and
we’re never coming back
going off the beaten path
right on track
never outta gas
often off the map

[verse 3: the wilde]
leaving for the weekend and we’re never coming back
soma to sonoma, santa rosa to oakland
the bay to monterey, down the 1 over the ocean
110 on the 101, soaking up the summer sun
third eye blind’s semi-charmed life, let me run
getaway mendocino, up in napa sipping pinot
warped tour, mountain view, kick it with the emo kids
see my dudes in santa cruz, san jose video shoot
stinson beach, week or two, swisher sweet, sunroof
cops don’t stop us, never get caught up
everywhere we thought up, been there, got some
thin blue air the wind in our hair
young and reckless, not scared

[hook]
never outta gas and
we’re never coming back
going off the beaten path
right on track
never outta gas
often off the map
leaving for the weekend
and we’re never coming back

- the wilde

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