Exhaust

My brain gauge is on E.
My mind's running on fumes.
Just when I want to be free,
My feet are starting to root.

My spirit's racing a mile a minute
Endless miles, this road's infinite
Tell me when did I begin it?
I really hate this commute.

Maybe, today's the day.
I'll fuel my fire and get away,
Won't let myself decay,
But I would if I'd stay.

I'm always restless all the night through,
My dreams won't come, I've no relief,
'Cause every where I turn I find you,
It's time we both turn a new leaf.

And one last stop for gasoline,
Pay to a washed up beauty queen,
A dollar in the Coke machine,
Wave goodbye in disbelief.

Maybe, today's the day.
I'll fuel my fire and get away,
Won't let myself decay,
But I would if I'd stay.

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