I wanted to stay
Everyone was pale and faded
Zelo is hesitated
When it was time to turn on

I wanted to stop
My eyes were so dilated 
The traffic seemed syncopated
And my car turned me on

I’m driving to heaven
Driving to heaven
And there’s no way back home

I wanted to breathe
The air had been confiscated
The ground was unrelated 
And the light turned me on

I’m driving to heaven