The White Paint Peeling

Intro

Ooh

Ooh ooh

Chorus

Built for the haul

Built for the wide open track

Rusted but running

The white paint is peeling away

Moving right through it

Moving toward what remains

Verse 1

Found it sinking in the tall weeds

Tyres flat as a copper’s joke

Pulled the rusted latch

Turned the silver barrel till she spoke

Pre-Chorus

She breathes through the grime

She wakes with a rattle

Ready for more

Ready for ruin

Chorus

Built for the haul

Built for the wide open track

Rusted but running

The white paint is peeling away

Moving right through it

Moving toward what remains

Verse 2

Stare at the red horizon line

Mud flaps flapping like a broken wing

Spit on the dashboard

Watch the ancient fan belt sing

Pre-Chorus

She breathes through the grime

She wakes with a rattle

Ready for more

Ready for ruin

Chorus

Built for the haul

Built for the wide open track

Rusted but running

The white paint is peeling away

Moving right through it

Moving toward what remains

Bridge

Maybe it's a dream

Maybe it's the road

Maybe it's a dream

Driving the ghost of the highway

Chorus

Built for the haul

Built for the wide open track

Rusted but running

The white paint is peeling away

Moving right through it

Moving toward what remains

Post-Chorus

Rolling home

Rolling home

Still going

Still going

Ooh ooh