Daily Driver - Black Marble

I don’t know what you’re made of

I don’t know how you feel

I don’t know what you’re made of

They say I know what’s real

You’ve been in rain

Bury me please

I wanna feel the way you feel

Tell me this Sunday

I am your daily driver

Come and bury me please

On camera

How does it feel?

When you try to escape the obvious

Somebody knows

How to think or to be

I’m just a midnight caller

Waiting in line to hear you speak

I don’t know if you’re waiting

I don’t know how you feel

I don’t know if you’re waiting

This doesn’t seem ???

You’ve been in rain

Bury me please

I wanna feel the way you feel

Tell me this Sunday

I am your daily driver

Come and bury me please

On camera

How does it feel?

Like a fire at the opera

Somebody knows

Where to go, what we’re in

I’m just a midnight caller

Waiting in line so I can hear