One Newport left in the pack I know that we ain't coming back Waving goodbye to my friends Beginnings can feel like the end Thrusters go off underneath Vibrations under my feet Can't help but think of that thrill Card in my spokes as…

We're getting political with this one.

I threw a fit cause I thought that it would help me Get my point across like a dog that's always growling I swear that he doesn't bite Rub his belly, he'll play nice I don't wanna be the man I was and you can't make me Rustle through the…