"Premature"
Put this song out of my head
and the ghost back in my soul
My hands on the road and
my eyes on the wheel
Static in my hair
and an ache in my stomach
they’re messed up directions
so take a wrong turn
put the life back in me
scare the priest from
the exorcism
and I pray to forget the occasion
in the race of the water
bring me my premature grave