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Staring at the dashboard light |
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Don't know my speed |
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And I play the music far to loud |
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I get lost but I don't care that's how I feel |
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It's been a while since we've stopped trying |
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Am I still holding out for the day? |
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We can be forgiven |
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We don't have to feel ashamed |
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Forgiven, |
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All the wicked games we've played |
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I don't know the state I'm in or where I've been |
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These chemicals are wearing thin |
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The way I feel about her now, don't know for sure |
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Did I leave so she'd want me more |
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Am I still holding out for the day? |
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We can be forgiven |
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We don't have to feel ashamed |
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Forgiven |
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All the wicked games we've played |
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Forgiven, |
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We don't have to feel ashamed |
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Forgiven, |
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All the wicked games we've played |
