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Roads,roads, I'm sick of roads, where they bring me God Knows, sometimes the road I take Snows, other times beauty Shows. Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, why must life keep going, why must I keep choosing, I'm tired. Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, splitting my brain in Two, confusing me until someone says my name and I say "Who?" Roads, roads, so many roads, but only one is Right, roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, I'm tired of the ongoing Fight. Is it so wrong to just want to be in the Light? Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, slippery, bumpy and Tight. Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, I want to see the Light!
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
Roads...
Roads,roads, I'm sick of roads, where they bring me God Knows, sometimes the road I take Snows, other times beauty Shows. Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, why must life keep going, why must I keep choosing, I'm tired. Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, splitting my brain in Two, confusing me until someone says my name and I say "Who?" Roads, roads, so many roads, but only one is Right, roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, I'm tired of the ongoing Fight. Is it so wrong to just want to be in the Light? Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, slippery, bumpy and Tight. Roads, roads, I'm sick of roads, I want to see the Light!
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
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