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I'm afraid to look into my rear view mirror Something's creepin up on me There's a train wreck comin that I can't see I'm gonna be squashed! Like a bug on the wall Like a bug on the wall And all my hopes and dreams Everything I thought I'd be Will go leakin out of me Leakin out of me...
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Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
Train Wreck
I'm afraid to look into my rear view mirror Something's creepin up on me There's a train wreck comin that I can't see I'm gonna be squashed! Like a bug on the wall Like a bug on the wall And all my hopes and dreams Everything I thought I'd be Will go leakin out of me Leakin out of me...
Inspired by the first time I drove and 18 wheel tractor trailer through the city of Chicago during Friday rush hour. I was certain that it was the end of days.
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Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
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