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I live in a world Where we pet deer with cars So we set our emotions in jars The cops drive with broken headlights And nobody knows what's right Yet we're not allowed to fuss Because we're on a prison bus So I dream of the days I'll get to see the freeway You got in my car That didn't go far You decided to call a taxi Because I was so taxing I got under your skin like a cyst And I became your taxidermist You jumped in my town car That became a clown car You made me feel like a star And then left me on Mars Where I lived out the back of my hearse Patiently waiting for a compatible nurse I found myself in an ambulance Withdrawing from all your medicine I couldn't get out of the trance Your bulldozer left me embedded in After being rolled in the muck I became a monster truck I wish you were a convertible So I could at least get a nibble For you handle a road of ugliness with grace It's the same daunting road I cowardly face We just can't travel together That's how we'll travel forever I just wish you could know The places my car will go
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Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC
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I live in a world Where we pet deer with cars So we set our emotions in jars The cops drive with broken headlights And nobody knows what's right Yet we're not allowed to fuss Because we're on a prison bus So I dream of the days I'll get to see the freeway You got in my car That didn't go far You decided to call a taxi Because I was so taxing I got under your skin like a cyst And I became your taxidermist You jumped in my town car That became a clown car You made me feel like a star And then left me on Mars Where I lived out the back of my hearse Patiently waiting for a compatible nurse I found myself in an ambulance Withdrawing from all your medicine I couldn't get out of the trance Your bulldozer left me embedded in After being rolled in the muck I became a monster truck I wish you were a convertible So I could at least get a nibble For you handle a road of ugliness with grace It's the same daunting road I cowardly face We just can't travel together That's how we'll travel forever I just wish you could know The places my car will go
andrew-rueter
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30/M/Kentucky
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC
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