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It was 2am, on the road again I was tired, of all the lines that passing by Headed backwards… Caught in the rear view The last place I saw you. I blinked my eyes The tears collide I am the king of leaving everything That’s good in my life I’m with this crown I cant lay down. Your caught in the rear view Still today I see that face I see those eyes beg me to stay How could I just drive away? Its 2am, I’m on the road again This time I’m flying, I’ve been trying To find my way back to you I really miss you, I really need you Back in my arms again I blink my eyes Our lips collide Familiar taste Your sweet embrace….
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Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 9:20 PM UTC
"Rear View"
It was 2am, on the road again I was tired, of all the lines that passing by Headed backwards… Caught in the rear view The last place I saw you. I blinked my eyes The tears collide I am the king of leaving everything That’s good in my life I’m with this crown I cant lay down. Your caught in the rear view Still today I see that face I see those eyes beg me to stay How could I just drive away? Its 2am, I’m on the road again This time I’m flying, I’ve been trying To find my way back to you I really miss you, I really need you Back in my arms again I blink my eyes Our lips collide Familiar taste Your sweet embrace….
ryan-redwine
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Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 9:20 PM UTC
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