Howard Til Midnight - Knockin' Lyrics

Driving in this old car
Somewhere not to very far
In an oh so familiar place
I saw a not so familiar face
Jump Back
What could it be
A reflection
No recollection
Of who I was before
I was knocking on your door
Doing things you've never done before
Living life on the run once more
This old car it has three doors

When your mind ain't your own
It's hard to feel at home
Hard to feel like anybody seems gets the tone
They love the things they own
Society of clones
Cut the microphone and let the beat live on
Jump back
What could it be
Your obsession (yes)
No recollection
Of who you were before
I was knocking on your door
Doing things you've never done before
Living life on the run once more
This old car it has three doors

Jump back
What could be
Your obsession
No recollection
Of who you were before
Had you knockin' at my front door
Doing things you've never done before
Living life on the run once more