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My soul burnt and cold Smell of burning rubber against the road Sight of tail lights in the pitch dark Echo of the fading acceleration lost in the night I'm going going gone... That's all I can think I hit the highway at 130mph Leave it all behind Headed anywhere but here It doesn't seem to matter what I do Doesn't matter what I feel or say Because as I leave I'm already D.O.A. Under the starlight You fall off to sleep Lay in your bed peacefully asleep Think about the perfect life While I'm a hundred miles away from here by now I can't leave this behind Don't want to, but I can't stay You lay asleep in your bed quiet and content You're gonna think I'm mad But I'm not I wish I could look in your eyes Show you how I felt inside Unwrap my soul Exposed to feel the heat it once had You'd then see that I can't be mad This heart and soul are burning cold Lost in a world without light Reality sets back in and I'm, I'm...going, going, gone It doesn't seem to matter what I do Doesn't matter what I feel or say Because as I leave I'm already D.O.A.
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Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC
D.O.A.
My soul burnt and cold Smell of burning rubber against the road Sight of tail lights in the pitch dark Echo of the fading acceleration lost in the night I'm going going gone... That's all I can think I hit the highway at 130mph Leave it all behind Headed anywhere but here It doesn't seem to matter what I do Doesn't matter what I feel or say Because as I leave I'm already D.O.A. Under the starlight You fall off to sleep Lay in your bed peacefully asleep Think about the perfect life While I'm a hundred miles away from here by now I can't leave this behind Don't want to, but I can't stay You lay asleep in your bed quiet and content You're gonna think I'm mad But I'm not I wish I could look in your eyes Show you how I felt inside Unwrap my soul Exposed to feel the heat it once had You'd then see that I can't be mad This heart and soul are burning cold Lost in a world without light Reality sets back in and I'm, I'm...going, going, gone It doesn't seem to matter what I do Doesn't matter what I feel or say Because as I leave I'm already D.O.A.
leo-janowick
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73/M/Pomona, California
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC
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