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You wouldn't think it would get this dark |
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Driving down the stretcher ????? boulevard |
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But the sodium(?) lights don't seem to reach as far |
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From within the cheap tint of this goddamned car |
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Still with just enough glare to block out the stars |
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I traced the familiar length of the street like a scar |
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All the curves and the angles, all committed to heart |
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And after all of this time, it shouldn't be this hard |
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To go home |
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Come on, sunlight |
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Get me out of here |
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Come on, sunlight |
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Get me out of here alive |
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Get me out of here alive |
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I head North towards a burning heart |
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Where dry winds been churning the ashes and sparks |
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To climb up on a bluff like beaten and char (????) |
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And behold the blinking grin of the boulevards |
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Planes stretching far out to a distant dawn |
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Things bumping cars into a lonely heart |
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Full of paper thin chambers keeping us apart |
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Where I sleep to keep waiting for my life to start |
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On it's own |
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On it's own |
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Come on, sunlight |
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Get me out of here |
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Come on, sunlight |
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Get me out of here alive |
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Get me out of here alive |
