Maybe it's the biggest mistake I'm not sure just yet 20 West up 59 Northbound baby, figure it out Look out for the big city lights Smoke signal to the right Settle in near the east side Blow through all my cash Tear it all down 'til the radio sounds All that it needs me to know So I go it alone fielding q's of my own It's rhetorical, you know what you know It's where you're at ♪ It was an easy escape The door unlocked somehow Ten years admitting I'm sick Lithium writes home Cleared out the bags from the desk Holy shit, I'm rich The keys to a '99 Buick Dumb luck rides up front Tear it all down 'til the radio sounds All, all that it needs me to know So I go alone fielding q's of my own It's rhetorical to know what you know Where you're from ♪ Back in the white room again Almost made state line Bed rest 'til I get your trust New clinical trial