Briston Maroney — Freakin’ Out On The Interstate

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I’m freakin’ out on the interstate
Rolling down the windows, baby, I can’t
hear a thing you say
I’m walking back to my favorite place
And I can feel them staring at me
Baby, Do you think I’m doing something
wrong?

N.C.
And you got a lot on your mind
And your heart, it looks just like mine
There’s no use in wasting your time,
anymore

N.C.
I’m sorry I haven’t been myself
And something’s got me down
What it is, I cannot tell
I won’t be satisfied with anything I’ve
earned
Fear is just a part of love
And one thing I found

Is love is what you deserve

N.C.
Driving home and call my father on the
telephone
I hope you know I missed you, man
Let’s put it all behind us if we can
Never feeling like I’m all the way home
(all the way home)
Stones inside my raincoat pocket I gotta
keep

Oh, won’t you hold them for me?

N.C.
And you got a lot on your mind
And your heart, it looks just like mine
There’s no use in wasting your time,
anymore

N.C.
I’m sorry I haven’t been myself
And something’s got me down
What it is, I cannot tell
I won’t be satisfied with anything I’ve
earned
Fear is just a part of love
And one thing I found

Is love is what you deserve

(Ends here in the Treehouse session with a

N.C.
I’m sorry I haven’t been myself
And something’s got me down
What it is, I cannot tell
I won’t be terrified with anything I’ve
earned
Fear is just a part of love
And one thing I found

Is love is what you deserve