reverse the jetta out the drive
deliberate the shoulder checks
radio, kill the pedestrians left behind
drive the nights away and sleep for daze
childhood is a beautiful monster
who works in simple devious ways
so i count regrets like sheep on the screen of a child's mind
righteousness
fear
failure to act
highway highway, hug me somehow
stroke my ego, close my eyes
all
for a tank of gas
stroke my ego, close my eyes
highway highway, hug me now
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