Antey Sound - Five Miles Of Gas

Yeah
Look at the dashboard
Red light flashing again
No money, no fuel, no options but
I'm coming
Hold on nH
My pocket is dry and the dashboard is red
The warning is flashing this mess in my head
But you are my piece in this concrete zone
I'm starting the engine.
I won't sleep alone
I pass by the station.
I looked at the price
Two bucks in my pocket.
I'm rolling the dice
The freeway is endless.
The city is cold
But holding your hand is my silver and gold
The needle is falling.
The motor is loud.
I'm driving through shadows.
I'm
Losing the crowd.
I only need you to survive on this road.
Just carry my
Heavy load
Got 5 miles of gas and 10 miles to go
The needle is dropping
The traffic is slow
I'm running on empty.
I'm chasing your life.
I'll make it to you if
I die tonight yeah.
5 miles of gas and 10 miles to go
I'm holding on faith on this highway below.
No money, no money, no money, no
Fuel, but
I'm on my way.
I'm coming to stay
My old
Chevrolet is beginning to shake
But love is the only direction
I take
The radio plays in a west coast song.
It
Keeps me alive as
I'm moving along.
They
Talk about money, they talk about pride
But all that
I want is to sit by your side.
The headlamps are diming, the highway is dark, but
I'm still guided by
Your tiny spark
The needle is falling, the motor is loud.
I'm driving through shadows.
I'm
Losing the crowd
I only need you to survive on this road
Just carry my heavy load
Got 5 miles of gas and 10 miles to go
The needle is dropping is dropping
Traffic is slow.
Traffic is running on empty.
I'm chasing your life.
I'll make
It to you if
I die tonight yeah.
5 miles of gas, 10 miles to go
I'm rolling on faith on this highway below.
I'm running.
I'm running.
No
Money, no fuel, but
I'm on my way.
I'm
Coming to stay
Yeah, they say that
I'm crazy
They say
I should stop but
I'm pushing the pedal
I won't let it drop.
The battery's
Dying, the engine is cold, but
I'm
Heading home to the hand
I can hold
Hear the engine sigh, but
I won't say goodbye
Got 5 miles of gas and 10 miles to go
The needle is dropping
The traffic is slow.
The traffic is on empty.
I'm chasing your life.
I'll make
It to you.
If
I die tonight
Miles to go.
Rolling on faith on this
Highway below.
No money, no money, no
Money, no fuel.
But
I'm on my way.
I'm
Coming to stay
I see a porch light
The engine just died but
I made it.
I'm here