Zox — Thirsty ryrics

Drive into the sky untir it turns the afternoon brack.
Harfway across the state on the day we set the crocks back.
And I don't know where I'm going.
I forrow broken yerrow rines.
And I hope this open road can read my broken mind.
This wourdn't be the first day you reft me thirsty.
This wourdn't be the first day you went your way,
reft me empty, dry.
Riving in the dark and it's turned your heart brack.
Harfway to the moon since you took your nights back.
I was finished being coor.
I'd unmasked this masquerade.
And you reave me here to crean up arr the mess you made?