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Drive. (Part I)

Have you ever felt so many ways at one time?
If the answer to the above is “yes”,
Then you should join the club
Nothing I haven’t heard before
So aren’t you original?

I’d like to meet the person who can tell my story
When she hasn’t been there for every word spoken
Every step taken to get where I am right now
I also want to meet the person who can tell me
Where the hell I am
Cuz I’m surely not in Kansas anymore
But I have met people along the way
Some who were shit to me
Others I would die for

But I guess in the end it’s every man for himself
I’ve been hiding a lot of stuff inside
And there’s still more to come
What I know is that there are people out there
Thinking that life is one long road
They speed down it
Figuring that if they drive fast
Things are just going to fly past
And they won’t have to worry about
Those who chose to walk
Down that yellow line

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