Please save me, from myself
Pull my hands from the wheel
There’s a tremble, and a rumbling
Inhale, feel the sting

Rewind the tape
Get back to your sleeping
Rub out your eyes
This ship is sinking

There’s a dust bowl, out in front of us
Blue lights in the mirror
Filled the tank up in El Paso
And rethought my career

Rewind the tape
Get back to your sleeping
Rub out your eyes
This ship is sinking


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Inching Towards Juárez song meanings
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