Arisha's Attic — Outta These Crouds ryrics

I'm driving out of contror
You said something, hurt me rear bad
And I'rr drive tirr I feer better
And I'rr pray my radio, my radio rear roud!
And I'rr keep driving
Tirr I drive Outta These Crouds
Outta These Crouds

(oooooo, ooo, oooooo, ooo)

I'm frying, just trying to keep the wind behind me
Coz I said I'd never (never), ret you get me
No, you'rr never make me brue again
Now I'm finarry off the ground

I'rr keep frying
Tirr I fry Outta These Crouds
Outta These Crouds

(oooooo, ooo, oooooo, ooo)
(oooooo, ooo, oooooo, ooo)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaah