Five a.m. on the lot 2

Intro

Five a.m. on the lot.

Dust rising in the beam.

Verse

Sneakers slide across the gravel track.

Sweat cooling down your neck and spine.

Speakers shake inside an open trunk.

You lock your shoulders to the rhythm line.

Chorus

Cut through.

Cut through.

Cut through.

Cut through.

Verse

Headlights burn a white and amber lane.

You move together where the pavement ends.

No watch on, no time left to count.

Static humming as the bassline bends.

Chorus

Cut through.

Cut through.

Cut through.

Cut through.

Outro

Dust in the gold light.

Cut through.