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He's driving down a road to nowhere |
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The moon reflects off his spotless car |
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Speeding away from all he's known |
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To greener grass on the other side |
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He's a million dollar man |
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He's got everything he wanted |
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But now what he wants is what he had |
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But he threw it all away |
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For a life filled with cars and rings and everything that money can bring |
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Now everything is not what he thought |
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As guilt reaches in for all of his wrong |
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The profit is worthless when you're alone |
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The grass isn't greener on this lonely side |
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He threw it all away |
