Desert Trash

Caught her alone in open rebellion Salt-covered trash, all the ground's made of garbage and ash She's desert trash, and she's perfectly okay with that She knew in her mind that one day she'd have to come back Flash forward, VCR players all dug in a row Planted alongside the dream that one day they would grow, oh, oh No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's all just a trap Don't get too close, don't fall down, it's a long way to go Let's get fucked up on adrenaline, put on a show Drinking up gasoline, chasing down deserted roads High on the drama that comes with the milage you go Life is a movie directed by people you know Swing Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth Swing Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth Swing Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth Swing La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la