♪ Lost my backpack It had my last Feeling of how Feeling of how Lost my Nikes Help me run when I was feeling low Feeling low ♪ Oh, 20 down the street Fresh as fuckin' deer Crash my fuckin' car Crash my fuckin' car Oh, 20 down the street Fresh as fuckin' deer Crash my fuckin' car Crash my fuckin' car Feelings tonight No time to fight it Our roads on the heights We drive just to die And then sometimes stay alive There's only time to fight But really we got no time for anything My coffee's four But fuck it, get five We'll make it out alright Swear the end of the road I'll drop you off and go And I got to speak on We'll be alright We'll make it out We'll be alright We'll make it out Oh, 20 down the street Fresh as fuckin' deer Crash my fuckin' car Crash my fuckin' car Oh, 20 down the street Fresh as fuckin' deer Crash my fuckin' car Crash my fuckin' car I fall, I fall, I fall And I'm still speeding on I fall, I fall, I fall And my head's letting go I fall, I fall, I fall And I'm still speeding on I fall, I fall, I fall I fall, I fall, I fall And I'm still speeding on I fall, I fall, I fall And I'm still speeding on I fall, I fall, I fall And I'm still speeding on I fall, I fall, I fall And I fall www.mooji.org