Innerstate

Saturday comes round And I'm tryna feel like myself again It's been a long week playing the part And when we rise up just to sit in our cars And travel back and fourth across the interstate It reminds us how to contemplate our inner state And when you think of every single effort you've made You realize the fruits of labor ate the berries you saved It's just the memories you made You wake up and think, how did we get here Staring into the sink It feels out of your control now 'Cause there's a break in the link You're staring up at reflections and You blow a kiss and a wink In this satirical scene of self perception Saturday comes round Can't help but contemplate Travel back and fourth upon the interstate Saturday comes round Can't help but contemplate Travel back and fourth upon the interstate