[Lyric] Go (Flight Mode)

These strangers, now I know. Race car riots, basement shows. We're driving around, or heading
Back to city
This morning we had a plan. Now it feels like failing, slow quicksand. That floating around, I'll
Give it back to the river
Headed out. Every hour filled with doubt: Where do you go? Take your time, get ahead or draw
The line. Where do you go? And why do you need a name for everything you hate? We keep going
At it again. The same old tricks, the same old friends
We're strangers, it's true. I'vе treaded water nеxt to you. Disappointments, I’ve got a few, but I'll
Give them back to the city
Headed home, heard a sigh through the phone. Where did you go? Take your time, be yourself
Or be mine. Where did you go? And why do I need a name for everything I hate. I keep going at it
Again. The same old frets, the same old friends
And where do I go, when there's precedence for the accidental?
Where do I go when there's no room to fill and everything’s been said and done? Where do I go?
And where did you go?