Letra de No Transfer

"If I could hit rewind," Jackie said, "I'd like to see what it'd be like to take a different road that didn't wind up in a dull suburban life. 'Cause we've got so much, still know I'm losing; it always hits me hardest when traffic's not moving." Sink holes in bus seats from the days set on repeat; chew my leg out from the snare and limp away I don't know where. But these dreams and diatribes stay at the park and ride, 'cause we still queue up outside. That's the way it is; the way that we exist. This route's not going away.