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Driving down a dimly lit highway Bruised knees, scuffed knuckles, and ****** gums A pocket full of nickels and a belly full of bourbon Speeding far away from everything I love; as it burns in the rear view Searching for a pay phone So I can call and see if you made it out in time
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May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 9:38 PM UTC
Route 23 and me
Driving down a dimly lit highway Bruised knees, scuffed knuckles, and ****** gums A pocket full of nickels and a belly full of bourbon Speeding far away from everything I love; as it burns in the rear view Searching for a pay phone So I can call and see if you made it out in time
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May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 9:38 PM UTC
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