Flyover State

9 to 5 and 5 to 9, feeling like a factory line
I've been spending my all nights wasted and wasting my prime
It ain't hard to see how someone ends up on the street they were born
Days turn to nights and the years wash away in the storm

And I, oh, I

I look around and this life ain't mine
I'm in the back seat watching the world pass me by
Wanna get my head up above the tree line
But I'm stuck in a flyover state of mind

And all the lies that I was told in the halls of Catholic school
They say you're only gonna burn your soul if you don't follow the rules
And maybe I should pick the lock on these invisible chains
Blame it on my family, but maybe I'm just one and the same

And I, oh, I
Can't go on this way

I look around and this life ain't mine
I'm in the back seat watching the world pass me by
Wanna get my head up above the tree line
But I'm stuck in a flyover state of mind

I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover
I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover
I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover
I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover

I look around and this life ain't mine
I'm in the back seat watching the world pass me by
Wanna get my head up above the tree line
But I'm stuck in a flyover state of mind