Destination - Eloy González & Cristian Lasala

Thinking back about the time when we were trying just to stay alive Highways and dreaming My words don't come out right Thinking back about the time when we arrived, we got there just in time Four states and counting, gassed up we're hauling now Traffic, we're crawling Panic, not calming down Thinking back about the time that we survived but lost our fucking minds Where the highway ends right underneath the exit sign of daydreams The Whisper Room right off of route six This is our crowd, tear the fucking room straight down This is our night, it's time to show the world we are here Hours felt like days, we thought we'd never make it The finish line flashed by my eyes Out of gas, out of cash but we had to keep on racing Feeling revived, we were alive Where the highway ends right underneath the exit sign of daydreams The Whisper Room right off of route six This is our crowd, tear the fucking room straight down This is our night it's time to show the world we are here What a hell of a night Where the highway ends right underneath the exit sign of daydreams The Whisper Room just off of route six This is our crowd, tear the fucking room straight down This is our night it's time to show the world we are here I'm freaking out I'm freaking out You might also like