Lunar Fallout - The Ghosts Of The On-Ramps

{Intro}
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

{Verse}
You told me that I smoke too much but that won't make me want to stop
I never thought I was a spiteful person

There's phantoms in these traffic lights and God, we almost crashed tonight
But if they're bad, I think I'm worse then

{Chorus}
There's ghosts that haunt the on-ramps
There's always cheap vodka on their breath
There's no one that I'm fooling
They know just how to bring me down with them
There's ghosts that haunt the back roads
They always play the music too loud
As soon as I get back there
I'll fade back into their crowd

{Verse}
Speed through that intеrsection, head out the opеn window
Or park in front of my junior high

All of us have changed this town in growing up and breaking down
God, I want to kiss that perfect smile

{Verse}
I'm back in my hometown right after it all changed
I thought that everything would make me sad

But every little corner store and bar belongs to our small group
Nostalgia isn't really all that bad

{Chorus}
There's ghosts that haunt the on-ramps
There's always cheap vodka on their breath
There's no one that I'm fooling
They know just how to bring me down with them
There's ghosts that haunt the back roads
They always play their music too loud
As soon as I get back there
I'll fade back into their crowd

{Break}
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

{Chorus}
There's ghosts that haunt the on-ramps
There's always cheap vodka on their breath
There's no one that I'm foolin'
They know just how to bring me down with them
There's ghosts that haunt the back roads
And they bring out the best and worst in me
So call me self-destructive
But here's nowhere that I'd rather be