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(StoneTate) |
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There's a thunder in my head,a roar |
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I can't escape. |
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I can't ignore this certain fate |
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I'm experiencing something. |
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I can't explain. |
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There's a frame of reference fragile at best. |
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An itching fear that's stronger than the rest. |
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Follow the black ribbon into the sun. |
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Push it further baby, careful with this burnout now. |
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I'm losing myself in youand trying to get back to me. |
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But I'm so far away, |
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I'm losing myself. |
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The sand in my mouth,the wind and heat |
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I feel numb. |
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Ten days on the road and it feelslike where |
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I've been ain't so bad. |
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Gotta get back home to you. |
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Gotta get back home to you. |
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Gotta get back home. |
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Throttle back slowly there's no time like now. |
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Red line it baby |
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I'm pushing to the edge now. |
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I'm losing myself in youand trying to get back to me. |
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But I'm so far away, |
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I'm losing myself. |
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I'm beating down this desert highwayone hundred miles an hour times two. |
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But I'm so far away, |
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I'm a million miles away. |
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I'm losing myself in youand trying to get back to me. |
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But I'm so far away, |
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I'm losing myself. |
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Get me off this desert highway. |
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Gotta get back to you but |
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I'm so far away. |
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I'm a million miles away. |
