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interstates

i never want to see you again
your just like any other sin
i cover up with a grin
the barrier wears thin

we go up and down and rally round we go
but its still too slow, its still too slow

Autumn should have taught him you would go
the city couldn’t take the cold

im sorry i
i didn't catch what you just said
in the dead of night
a fire fight were throwing lead
stalled on the road im on empty
stare at the message you sent me
liquor and nicotine spin me
but its too slow its still too slow