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Stop Steering, Cruise

I’m rolling My life is like film It keeps flashing My eyes before me See what’s headed after me I’ve gotten here through love I’ve been held back here by jealousy I’m rolling on the ground My life is like film My raw image is hated I’ve been double exposed The light just isn’t getting it right Dash cam is sending out live I’m a flip show for everyone alive My steering column is looking fuzzy 10 feet ahead of me I can live through memories Swerve the wheel I’m rolling My life is like film Shut in a dark room Then seeing the light of day Through a screen-shot • Breathe, Stop steering Cruise, control your feelings You don’t need to cry for me
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Bullet
22 / M
For You?
Written by
Bullet
22 / M
Published
Dec 30, 2020
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26·125
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#love#dying#driving#car#picture#light#forward
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