[Verse 1]
Cannot see the blinding hour
My eyes cannot forget it
Yellow streets, no chicane
I hope I don’t regret it
[Chorus]
Can’t see, street lights (I’m blinded)
Uphill, feels tight (I’m blinded)
Turn down, horsepower (I’m blinded)
It’s the blinding hour
Can’t see, street lights (I'm blinded)
Uphill, feel tight (I’m blinded)
Turn down, horsepower (I’m blinded)
It’s the blinding hour
[Verse 2]
What’s in store?
Finding what I’m searching for
Unsettled, uptight
Ripping at the threads, with you by my side
Hard to maintain
Properly function
Scatter, scatter, scatterbrained
Scatterbrained into consumption
[Chorus]
Can’t see, street lights (I’m blinded)
Uphill, feels tight (I’m blinded)
Turn down, horsepower (I’m blinded)
It’s the blinding hour
Can’t see, street lights (I'm blinded)
Uphill, feel tight (I’m blinded)
Turn down, horsepower (I’m blinded)
It’s the blinding hour
[Bridge]
Chiseled words are absolute
Are you barely hanging on, are you in disrepute?
Warm water feels nice
Did you see your chance? Did it feel right?
Chiseled words are absolute
Are you barely hanging on, are you in disrepute?
Warm water feels nice
Did you see your chance? Did it feel right?
[Outro]
I'm blinded
I'm blinded
I'm blinded