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May 2019
Cruising on my way, aye
Cruising on my way, aye
Moving on the highway
Moving on the highway
Line by line passing time
Line by line last in line
Slow but steady, I am ready
Rain and the wipers move
My car slidin' through
Like a snake slither
Hydroplaning over a river
Rally style drive a mile
This car can make me smile
Demon drift on my way
Beamin' lights look like day
Though it night, I have sight
Of what's ahead
What I said
Now I'll rev
I feel fast, though I slow
The sound is what makes me go
Wipe the shield
Windows sealed
Crosswalk yield
Music blaring
Not caring
About the night
Just my ride
Wipers on a car at night
Written by
Jordan Hudson
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