Drifting

[Verse 1]

And we're sitting in the car with the cops in the rear

And I'm thinking will they drag me

And we're pushing on the high, got the bud in the BM

When we turn around we're drifting now

(And I... yeah, I...)

And I'm sitting at a bar and the bounce appears

And I'm thinking that he's looking

Got a bottle in my bag, no ID in my jeans

But he just asks me how I'm doing

(And I... yeah, I...)

[Chorus]

We turn around and now we're drifting

We turn around and now we're drifting

We turn around and now we're drifting

[Verse 2]

In the city, in the dark, in the park, in the fear

And I'm wishing for another

And there's something in sky, feel the sun, can you see it?

I don't know why I'm undercover

(And I... yeah, I...)

And I'm looking down the road, smokin' tunes through the speakers

I think my neighbours have been listening

Ain't no banging on the door or complaints through the screams

I think that they just left me sippin'

(And I... yeah, I...)

[Chorus]

We turn around and now we're drifting

We turn around and now we're drifting

We turn around and now we're drifting