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Nightwell - Drive (Official Video)

Drive written and performed by Nightwell. Available on all major streaming platforms: https://linktr.ee/nightwellca Filmed and Edited by Roberto Spadafora www.spadproductions.com Produced By Paul-Marc Rousseau Co-Produced/Engineered By Kyle Marchant Mixed By Sam Guaiana Mastered By Adam Cichocki Drum Technician Jordan Gauthier Big big thanks to Brad Zorgdrager and Exclaim! Jordan Gauthier and YC Drums, Room 21 Sound, Lynx Music, Andrea, Gary, Taylor Holmes, Chuck, Aidan Stoddard, and Brianne. https://www.nightwell.ca/ http://www.kylemarchant.com http://www.samguaiana.com http://www.timberstudiosnj.com/ https://exclaim.ca/ http://ycdrumcompany.com/ Exclaim! Premiere & Review https://exclaim.ca/music/article/toro... LYRICS I could tell that both her eyes were glazed not sweet See I didn’t even wanna know if she'd join me She was running, couldn’t catch me Should've drove away faster Saw all the promises she made die like they're diseased Under the tense that she was not trying to hurt me I was running, she could see me I shoulda taken the highway She was home I was alone driving through parking lots, I'm cold and lost in it She was home I was alone trying to catch my breath with broken cigarettes (lost myself, keep you close) I've been staring at the bottle in the passenger seat Every ashtray filled to capacity In the dashboard light and neon sign Screaming you're going the wrong way Drive She was home I was alone driving through parking lots, I'm cold and lost in it She was home I was alone trying to catch my breath with broken cigarettes If I lost myself would it keep you close If I left right now would you even know See I was trying not to let myself be taken by my pride One too many times I've turned away from my own damn advice, I've been dependent obsessing the ember is burning out She was home I was alone driving through parking lots, I'm cold and lost in it She was home I was alone trying to catch my breath with broken cigarettes If I lost myself would it keep you close, if I left right now would you even know Should we burn this down, or go up in smoke Should we end this now or is there still hope