And my eyes get low in that all white truck I can barely see sh*t And my eyes get low in that all white truck I can barely see Girl I might be And I overflow like mercury Glowing with uncertainty Circles at the Chevron (Girl I might be) I might be forever gone (B*tch I might be, gone) And my eyes get low in that all white truck I can barely see sh*t Hit the gas like you wouldn\'t believe it Thank god I was always healing In a time so slow I was thinking ‘bout us rearranging pieces Speeding up on that all black demon Going west I don\'t got no reasons I was throwing stones at Hercules Throwing them so perfectly Circles at the chevron I can\'t be forever young Empty choir Operated from above My voice will be their voice until I\'m free My hands will be their hands until I\'m free