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Stickin to the road.. like glue to your fingers
Sheet metal mold, in the shape of tommorow
Its been a long time... and im right
Sandblast the rest and borrow
Feet dont fail me now..
I need more.. show me how
Every night at sunrise.. bright lights shinnin in my eyes
I gotta leave cause theres no way to go
And outside lined in a row
Feet dont fail me now..
I need more.. show me how
If i could.. i would
And i know.. i should
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