Drifting on the Road Again x Self-Sufficient Slaves (Mashup)

[singer A] (On the road again) The road is dry now, the storming night is gone I'm reaching out to greet a brand new dawn I'm drifting on the road again (On the road again) Yeah, I'm drifting on the road again On the road again (On the road again) I'm drifting on the road again [transition] [singer B] nobody really wants to be famous. we just want recognition. Fame is over-rated there's trade-offs. music is the most saturated industry where you compete with people that are willing to sell their souls for fame. hardly worth it. I just want the same thing I have always wanted true freedom. instead were all just self sufficient slaves operating in an existential manufactured crisis mode where we feel we have no choice. A wise man once said "Fuck this shit" he lived happily ever after. [transition] [singer A] I'm drifting on the road again (On the road again) Yeah, I'm drifting on the road again Leaving all my fears in dust On the road again (On the road again) I'm drifting on the road again [transition] [singer B] I just want the same thing I have always wanted true freedom. A wise man once said "Fuck this shit" he lived happily ever after.