Stars by Brett Newski Lyrics

Packed my car and left the valley
Shotgun seat is ghosting words
It’s a devil on my shoulder
A disease without a cure

Wish I could erase most of my thoughts
Like rain on sidewalk chalk
The Fatigue crept in by midnight
The caffeine had my head in knots

Im lying on my car
And counting stars
I hope I find out who you are

When the sun rose in the morning
I coughed up yesterdays defeats
Left them dying in the cornfields
So I could finally breathe

Got an exorcism pending
As I fly down 94’
The engine begging for my mercy
My inner dialogue goes completely bezerk
And all these victories and defeats are completely subjective
Im lying on my car
And counting stars
I hope I find out who you are