All I can see is as far as my headlights can show me
And all of the roads look the same in each state that I drove in
As I grip the wheel and I drift away wishing
I could wake up just a second too late so that
I could see Heaven and I'd get a taste
Then I'd just keep going

So here's to the promise of glamorous living
You must drink up now 'cause it's all that you're getting
If you haven't been tested, you certainly will
And I promise it's going to kill

All I can think of is how much I'd kill to be sleeping
I'm squinting my eyes, my mind's drifting to secrets I'm keeping
And the long hauling trucks are all parked in their stops
Just like luminous ghost to something that once was
The rigs look so empty when framed by their lights
And that's how I'm feeling

So here's to the promise of glamorous living
You must drink up now 'cause it's all that you're getting
If you haven't been tested, you certainly will
And I promise it's going to kill

It's all at their expense
If this is real, I'm a fake
At least I feel important
I won't lie, I lie to get paid

So here's to the promise of glamorous living
You must drink up now 'cause it's all that you're getting
If you haven't been tested, you certainly will
And I promise it's going to kill
(Yeah!)



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