Verse 1 Colors splash on metal sides, Rolling fast on coastal rides, Every sticker tells a tale, Every mile a paper trail. Pre Choirs drift on desert air, Songs of freedom everywhere. Chorus Painted vans on coastal roads, Every color, every code, Drive all night and never land, Freedom painted by our hands. Verse 2 Strums collide with ocean sound, Every chord a world unbound, Golden sparks in every hue, Every note feels born anew. Bridge No map, no signs, just endless sky, Keep on driving, don’t ask why. Final Chorus Painted vans on coastal roads, Hearts in motion, stories bold, Every mark a song we planned, Painted freedom by our hands.
