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Sorry About the Sorrow
It wasn’t a mutual agreement I had my grievances Didn’t quite understand your reasoning So for the time being I won’t be seeing daylight I’m a creature of habit One of the night I like it black to dull the sight of my eyes Alone on long car rides I’m searching out everywhere my love hides From lonely moonlit tides To the wide open road (I ride alone) But I still hear your voice (It haunts shotgun) I can’t run fast enough I can’t push the engine hard enough (The highway hums) I’m dreading the sun rise that never ceases to come So it’s me and highway 55 Let’s dive into song A lonely hymn of dark desires and misery Soon we’ll both be history So scribe my name into cement A memory of my life of lament I’ll be the lonely dent on your perfect ego So here I go the on coming lights mean nothing Lets make this engine scream We’ll see what death means I’ll be seeing not the olive green of heaven But instead the reds of hell So I’ll sell my soul Not much left to it I guess I made out this time So just this way, straight down the yellow brick line Lets find if I’ll be remembered Can they put this dismembered soul back together again Is it better this way I’ll soon be way away So my blood runs cold and grey This must be the beautiful sunrise to come my way But this to can surely not stay Please forget me tomorrow but remember me today Sorry about the sorrow by the way
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