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Lonely Highway

Driving all alone into pitch black nothing Inside feeling empty like this lonely highway He tries to drive away from all his problems but they always follow him everywhere he goes There’s a deep sick feeling inside his gut and he’s running out of gas inside his pickup truck Nothing to lose but nothing to gain All of his attempts are made in vain

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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