My dad yells, I gotta leave
Get into my car, I drive hard
Outside, it's a real nice blur
But inside, I'm just sitting here
I want to be a blur

I wanna be go, I wanna be go
I want to be a blur
I wanna be go

Like the blood in my veins
I drive around the same old lanes
With windows up at a hundred & ten
I feel my sigh upon my hand

I've never held a girl
As long as this wheel
At 1 2 0
It seems so still

I punch it to the floor
I hit the tape machine
I open up the windows
And listen to the scream

No more time, no more space
Just energy, until I stop some place
I want to be a blur, I wanna be go
I want to be a blur, I wanna be go

Well let's go
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GONE

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Writer(s): Scott Ryser