when I’m driving down the interstate
I always have the same debate
I feel like I’m stuck in a **** crate
I would like to go.
drive down to Denver Colorado.
I would like to see
the west coast beach
when I’m driving down these side roads
I only see these toads
I would like to feel
that west coast real
I would like to walk,
have a nice talk.
I would like to be
with those that are free.
I’m parked in a driveway
and it’s only one way.
it’s definitely not -
it’s definitely not what i thought.
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 9:28 AM UTC
when I’m driving down the interstate
I always have the same debate
I feel like I’m stuck in a **** crate
I would like to go.
drive down to Denver Colorado.
I would like to see
the west coast beach
when I’m driving down these side roads
I only see these toads
I would like to feel
that west coast real
I would like to walk,
have a nice talk.
I would like to be
with those that are free.
I’m parked in a driveway
and it’s only one way.
it’s definitely not -
it’s definitely not what i thought.
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