GPS (w/ Felly)

GPS does its best, but I know

How to get home, all on my own

(Before it blows)

I'm obsessed with the left of the road

Why is it switching sides every time I go?

(Where did you go, oh no-no)

I don't wanna start crying

I don't wanna get angry

But every time we start driving

All my thoughts start racing

I'm in front but I'm losing

I'm with a crowd but I'm booing

Wouldn't bet on my Prius

But if you're me then you need this

So I'm like

Even with my eyes closed (even with my eyes closed)

I still find a way home, you know

With nothing telling me where to go

My words keep turning

Eon the dash, speed on the asphalt

I hope I last until the next stop

Racing like it's me that's behind

Maybe it's just my mind driving me this whole time

I don't wanna start crying

I don't wanna get angry

But every time we start driving

All my thoughts start racing

I'm in front but I'm losing

I'm with a crowd but I'm booing

Wouldn't bet on my Prius

But if you're me then you need this

So I'm like