DEADLUVE, Billy Lishyan, Youth Never Dies Take the Wheel

Cold glass against my temple, sixty in the dark
Green numbers on the dashboard glowing like a spark
Passenger seat, lean back into the groove
Your left hand steady, you don't even move

Take the wheel, I follow you
Take the wheel, I follow you
I close my eyes, I let it through
Take the wheel, I follow you

Follow you
I close my eyes
Follow you

Tire hum beneath us, cutting clean and low
No need to watch the asphalt, anywhere you go
Both shoulders drop, I'm giving up the lead
Just keep the lane, that is all I need

Take the wheel, I follow you
Take the wheel, I follow you
I close my eyes, I let it through
Take the wheel, I follow you

Hold the line
Don't let it drift
I close my eyes

Take the wheel, I follow you
Take the wheel, I follow you
No second guessing what we do
Take the wheel, I follow you

I close my eyes
Follow you
Steady hands
Follow you