If it weren't for this cold I would. Would have stood here for hours and so. Letting wind whip drops into my hood filling up. I would try not to drown. I cant see street lines anymore.
Its night like these. In my car and I'm singing off key with all of my might Watching brake lights shine bright. I finally see what can be.
Now I find myself driving down roads. Eyes closed shut. Lifetime on the radio. Water coming from eyes hood and nose. Ari sing me home...
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