I hate it when I turn on the car in the morning and the music starts blasting… It’s like, woah, I’m not the same person I was last night.

I hate it when I turn on the car in the morning and the music starts blasting… It's like, woah, I'm not the same person I was last night.
I hate it when I turn on the car in the morning and the music starts blasting… It’s like, woah, I’m not the same person I was last night.