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leaning on the fender of someone else's dream am i really in here or just pretending to be not ready yet to wake up please don't pinch me the owner of the dream i think looks at me and smiles rust on my britches this dreams been here awhile i glance at the odometer it's got a lot of miles no wait, he's a dream salesman asks if i'm here to buy says this is one of the best of them go ahead and kick the tires i go ahead and kick the tires this guy is not a liar now i'm in my very own dream spinning down the road never really had a dream i could call my very own 90 miles an hour safely tucked in my bed at home
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
the dream
leaning on the fender of someone else's dream am i really in here or just pretending to be not ready yet to wake up please don't pinch me the owner of the dream i think looks at me and smiles rust on my britches this dreams been here awhile i glance at the odometer it's got a lot of miles no wait, he's a dream salesman asks if i'm here to buy says this is one of the best of them go ahead and kick the tires i go ahead and kick the tires this guy is not a liar now i'm in my very own dream spinning down the road never really had a dream i could call my very own 90 miles an hour safely tucked in my bed at home
mike-hauser
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
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