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It's been a long road, my life Dead ends, twists, accidents, adrenalin Many mixed signs I used to follow Mostly ending in a jack knife I keep going Nothing will stop me from trying Signs are now more familiar My vehicle I am flooring See the smoke? And the marks? I know, they are dark The breeze I left might be cold, need a coat? I hope you're buckled in and by my side On my drive
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Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 10:10 AM UTC
My drive
It's been a long road, my life Dead ends, twists, accidents, adrenalin Many mixed signs I used to follow Mostly ending in a jack knife I keep going Nothing will stop me from trying Signs are now more familiar My vehicle I am flooring See the smoke? And the marks? I know, they are dark The breeze I left might be cold, need a coat? I hope you're buckled in and by my side On my drive
amber-girl
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Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 10:10 AM UTC
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