I Was Just a Passenger to the Getaway Driver

We're taking the scenic route Outside of the road Past the wreckage this feels like home And the days turn into nights Days turn into nights We've been down this road before Retracing our steps Round and Round We've lost all self control And the days turn into nights Days turn into nights We've been here before Watching these days turn into nights We've been here before Watching these days turn into nights We've been here before Watching these days turn in to nights Turn into nights A shot of whiskey for my weary soul Raise a toast to the fucking dead A shot of whiskey for my weary soul Raise a toast to the fucking dead Shot of whiskey for my weary soul Raise a toast to the fucking dead Shot of whiskey for my weary soul Raise a toast to the fucking dead