Project 86

We drove through misty canyons
Our destination seemed resolved
But through highbeams tragedy called
It seemed like a normal evening
We rode in silent walls between
Our wills, like guillotines
I sped on mountain roads as
Your words came piercing through my chest
I'm your usual suspect
I turned my head in defense
That's when I heard you crash
In siren screams like rival factions
Two stories are told
We never knew at any moment
We might just implode
They're watching you crashing into
Crashing into me
And wishing they had what we see
Had what we see