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It’s another fight. So, I slam the door.
Is this what is love is for? And I make the engine roar.
Guilt, pain and a whole lot of fear. A little off the clutch. I’m in first gear.
Who even knows how I got here.
There’s blood rushing through my veins.
I’m held down by my own chains. Diving fast and changing lanes.
I can’t help but think of you. Red lights, I just blow right through.
Who’s this man I’ve turned into.
The rain keeps pouring down.
I feel like I may drown. And I’m racing out of town.
The neighbors hear, hey who knew. Hey look what’s coming to view.
Now I’m looking at a boy in blue.
With that mean look on his face.
If he only knew of my disgrace. “What the hell buddy, do you wanna race?”

























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