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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mallory Merk
Mallory Merk
Vocals
Luke Jr
Luke Jr
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mallory Merk
Mallory Merk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Jr
Luke Jr
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm on a North American ride
Blue skies and summer time
Butterflies inverted time
Scream at the top of your lungs, fine
Daydream made my the one you call mine
[Verse 2]
Take a plane, take a train, take a bus
Hold your tickets up feeling that commercial lust
I can't breakaway from my bike chains rust
On the freeway biting mechanical dust
[Verse 3]
I'm on a North American high, smoking kush
Out the window of the grey hound line
Feeling fine, hit Toronto, check my watch the same time
Pay the fare with nickels and dimes
[Verse 4]
Bus driver look me in the face
Said, "Baby girl, you should be covered in lace
On your deathbed not chasing bread"
Looked at him and said, "It's life I'm gonna chase"
[Verse 5]
Sleeping with one eye open
Too bad my cares are hopeless
Everything I got is stolen
Traveling hearts are swollen
[Verse 6]
Sleeping with one eye open
Too bad my cares are hopeless
Everything I got is stolen
Traveling hearts are swollen
[Verse 7]
I feel my hands they're soaking
Holding too tight hearts I've broken
Sleeping with a dark omen
Pull him closer to the golden
Around my neck I'm choking
Sleeping with my eyes open
I feel your mind it's slowing
Holding too tight egos swollen
[Verse 8]
I'm on a North American ride
Blue skies and summer time
Butterflies inverted time
Scream at the top of your lungs fine
Daydream made my the one you call mine
[Verse 9]
Take a plane, take a train, take a bus
Hold your tickets up feeling that commercial lust
I can't breakaway from my bike chains rust
On the freeway biting mechanical dust
[Verse 10]
I'm on a North American high, smoking kush
Out the window of the grey hound line
Feeling fine, hit Toronto, check my watch the same time
Pay the fare with nickels and dimes
[Verse 11]
Bus driver look me in the face
Said, "Baby girl, you should be covered in lace
On your deathbed not chasing bread"
Looked at him and said, "It's life I'm gonna chase"
[Verse 12]
It's life I'm gonna chase
I'm on a North American ride
North American ride, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, hey
Written by: Mallory Merk
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