Macka Morfiss - Navigator

★ intro ★
I′m just driving through these flood lit streets
Navigator
I'm just driving through these flood lit streets

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I′m just driving through these moon lit streets
Navigator
I'm just driving through these moon lit streets
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★ verse 1 ★
Alright listen, key in ignition
Kicking a beat in the system
Three cylinder and with each piston
I'm drifting through the street, pending distance
I can hear my engine spitting
As i look outside of my right view
Spy the world like a satellite do
I see a girl who i cried to and a guy who gave me a black eye too
God life′s cold like a damn ice cube
Heater on tryina make it warmer
I spun out as a take the corner
Regain control of the vehicle
And now i see a girl and she′s walking
With the boy who i knows cheating
But jesus do i warn her
I know about abusive partners
Psychology and acute trauma
Hey wow that car is fine
But how does he afford that sport line
I swear the guy works part time
Who's driving that audi r9
He must have had look up in his star sign
With a beard to emphasise his jaw line
Now rain is hitting my wind shield
My wheels spin and i can feel
Insane envisioning being killed
Vehicle flips and i′ve been sealed
Breaks skidding, i sit still
I feel sick and my limbs will
Know pain, grip my gears still
Tears drip 'cause it′s getting real
★ chorus ★
I'm just driving through these flood lit streets
Navigator
I′m just driving through these flood lit streets
Navigator
I'm just driving through these moon lit streets
Navigator
I'm just driving through these moon lit streets
Navigator

★ verse 2 ★
Panic over back in control
Forward and on i roll
I see my mate as i drive past
"who′s out tonight" should i ask
I feel alright with a pint glass
Nah i′m too shy and i bypass
If i'm honest i had some pain today
Rumour got spread in a major way
See people laughing at the take away
But from other people i′m tryina break away
Yeah, here's something clever
I steer clear of an influencer
Like he had influenza
They all look good and act put together
They′re probably not but dress better than me
I'll wear bummy sweats forever
Sick of feeling in hot water, i′m cruising past them dog walkers
Moving fast i've got a shortage of unlead gas and i'll stop shortly
Head banging like a rock performer
And i′m sick of me
So i might put a hit out on myself
Like a suicidal shot caller
Water logged country lane and
My suspensions bust and i flood my engine
Pot holes i′m bumping denting
Revving my clutch and i must be tense and
I got control all up again but transmission sucks, i should mention
Check my tail and the and the light is blue
All because my tail light is blue
★ outro ★
I'm just driving through these flood lit streets
Navigator
I′m just driving through these flood lit streets
Navigator
I'm just driving through these moon lit streets
Navigator
I′m just driving through these moon lit streets
Navigator