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Nov 2010
We constantly drive
Not wanting to arrive
No destination No end
Just want to see whats around the bend
If we never stop then we never part
We never have to bandage a bleeding heart
Time stuffed with things to do
All because i love you
Its just one endless day
No one but ourselves to obey
Its the open road
We have our own code
We both kinda smell
But hey what the hell
Its all just pure luck
As if we give a ****
Patrick McCombs
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