[Intro] Fuel island humming at 1:03 AM Diesel mist in the floodlights Everything feels borrowed out here [Verse 1] Pulled in tired, windshield bruised Catnado low, attitude improved Somebody’s idling sideways across two lanes Like parking is a competitive game Driver next to me nods once slow Like we both survived somewhere we don’t talk about Coffee’s bad but it’s warm enough To make the night feel less rough [Pre-Chorus] CB static in the open air Everybody pretending they don’t care But we all know the same truth here Nobody’s winning, just getting there [Chorus] Fuel island diplomacy under broken lights Handshake deals in the middle of the night No names needed, no questions asked Just shared survival from the past One pump, one story, one cigarette glow Trading warnings nobody will show We don’t stay long, we don’t pretend Just refuel and disappear again [Verse 2] A guy in the next rig talks about Wyoming wind Says it’ll rearrange your confidence Another laughs about a dock door lie Like it tried to end his whole supply Someone warns me ‘bout the detour ahead Says it bends your brain more than it bends the road I nod like I already know Even if I don’t [Pre-Chorus] Fuel gauge rising, spirits low But there’s comfort in the shared unknown We’re all just passing through the same glow Different rigs, same road [Chorus] Fuel island diplomacy under broken lights Handshake deals in the middle of the night No names needed, no questions asked Just shared survival from the past One pump, one story, one cigarette glow Trading warnings nobody will show We don’t stay long, we don’t pretend Just refuel and disappear again [Bridge] For a moment it feels almost normal Like the highway isn’t something that’s abnormal Then engines start, doors shut tight And the world goes back to night [Breakdown] Pump click Hose hiss Another driver says “don’t miss this” Map light Radio hum Everybody here came from somewhere numb [Final Chorus] Fuel island diplomacy under broken lights Still trading pieces of endless nights Catnado glow in the cupholder fade Another round of choices we made Then engines fire and we roll again Back into distance with unknown friends No goodbyes, no final word Just the hum of diesel heard [Outro] Pump shuts off Someone waves And the night keeps moving anyway
