Nautilus. - Backseat Smoker Lyrics

Backseat smoker
Red eyes, chilled
Backseat smoker
Highway pimp
Backseat smoker
Scorched lungs, black
Backseat smoker
Life, with no regrets
Lights form a line, smoke is my breath
Relaxed to the max, still exhausted to death
Look out the window
Man, it feels like days
Take another toke and tap that ash in the tray
Windows down, cold air, lords of haze
Lost in f*cking time and space
F*ck your shitty label
F*ck what everyone says
I just want the whole world
To kiss my ass
Tired of your bullshit
And your liveset sucks
Traded rock'n'roll for looks and fancy stuff
Backseat smoker
Kiss my ass
Backseat smoker
F*ck what everyone says
Backseat smoker
Kiss my ass
Cvlt fam
F*ck your
Crew damn