i wanna feel
like i can go anywhere
like the world is my playground
and not my prison
i want to feel free
to see the open road in front of me
driving somewhere
anywhere but here
while covered in a sheen of sweat
the windows rolled down
letting the warm summer air
drift in and out of the car
my heart feeling light in my chest
i could fly away
i could do anything. . .
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 2:00 AM UTC
i wanna feel
like i can go anywhere
like the world is my playground
and not my prison
i want to feel free
to see the open road in front of me
driving somewhere
anywhere but here
while covered in a sheen of sweat
the windows rolled down
letting the warm summer air
drift in and out of the car
my heart feeling light in my chest
i could fly away
i could do anything. . .
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