Wasted [SSC8, Japan]

Wasted! Dance on the freeway! Unknown hands keep guiding me Wasted! Dance on the freeway! We are errors, still alive 405, lanes locked, time is frozen Dash is hot, my fingertips are melting Girl next lane paints her lips again Smog in the mirror, sky like cheap wallpaper Same pose, same smile, down Santa Monica Dogs keep barking, only audio Gas and brake, my mind still loading Shades off, the sun looks square Your voice loops, same line again Deja vu in my throat, still loading Wasted! Dance on the freeway! Unknown hands keep guiding me Wasted! Dance on the freeway! We are errors, still alive Glitch in my head, still running Glitch in my chest, still drumming Wasted, wasted L A code keeps running Sunset, engine off, just sitting Road lights come on, save points in the dark If I quit now, nothing gets saved If I walk away, who will load me I never chose to load in here This sky is blue screen, this wind is data But Caught in traffic, rolled the window down Hot air and smoke, then orange flowers Was that in the code Or only mine Wasted! Dance in the dark! No control, all noise, all static Screen breaks open, I do not care Foot on the gas, I'm driving Our freedom lives in one and zero In that gap, I'm breathing No game over I choose me Run, player one can't stop Wasted. Insert coin.