The Wilde - Off the Map (feat. Natalie Sullivan) lyrics

[Verse 1: The Wilde] City lights roof back cruising down our streets Nice little view through the fog and some new beats My girl next to me in the pa**enger seat The world out in front of us tonight we are free Smoke rings, fast food, and back seat love Driving like a video game, I'm trying to level up All my devils gone cuz she keeps them at bay No apples, no doctors, just this once a day We were trapped in the rat race then flash in the fast lane Never ones to wait we can make our own places Hard to stay grounded when faced with open spaces Down to run up and leave life is sweet taste it We cross the golden gate take one look and book it Paradise or bust find gold or keep looking Home is where open road is totally empty We're alone in this together two hearts and an engine [Verse 2: The Wilde] Call me Mario Andretti or lead foot or better yet A getaway driver for work week survivors Weekend escapism races for sanity Finally someone understands we don't need a plan b Plan to have adventures leave our tenures of boredom Spending June to September driving through California We'll sit by the Pacific till its burned into our cornea Specific destinations are unknown but according to Our summer sun tans and the feeling of your hands All roads lead home GPS set to sand They will catch us if they can but they can't track us down We'll fly under under their radar till we choose to drive out Starry nights brights on the stereo plays our song The type of trip to make you never wanna call mom Soon it will end till then we're independent Can't last forever but it's still worth pretending [Hook: The Wilde & Natalie Sullivan] Never outta gas and We're never coming back Going off the beaten path Right on track Never outta gas Often off the map [Verse 3: The Wilde] Leaving for the weekend And we're never coming back SOMA to Sonoma, Santa Rosa to Oakland The Bay to Monterey, down the 1 over the ocean 110 on the 101, soaking up the summer sun Third Eye Blind's Semi-Charmed Life, let me run Getaway Mendocino, up in Napa sipping Pinot Warped tour, Mountain View, kick it with the emo kids See my dudes in Santa Cruz, San Jose video shoot Stinson beach, week or two, swisher sweet, sunroof Cops don't stop us, never get caught up Everywhere we thought up, been there, got some Thin blue air the wind in our hair Young and reckless, not scared [Hook] Never outta gas and We're never coming back Going off the beaten path Right on track Never outta gas Often off the map Leaving for the weekend And we're never coming back