Classic Crime, The

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 get a taste, but I just keep going.
So here is 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 then you certainly will,
and I promise it?s going to kill.
All I can think is how much I?d kill to be sleeping.
Squinting my eyes my minds drifting to secrets I?m keeping
and the long hauling trucks are parked in their stops
just like luminous ghosts of things that once was
The rigs all look so empty when framed by their lights
and that?s how I?m feeling
so here is to promise of glamorous living
you must drink up now 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 than 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 cause it?s all you?ll be getting
if you haven?t been tested you certainly will
and I promise that it?s going to kill.
[ The Test Lyrics ]