| Roll down the windows, the AC’s busted
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| 12 hours from home and empty pockets
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| Didn’t get our garuntee another show for free
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| All for the sake of this rock n roll
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| It’s time to switch drivers
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| My shift’s over I’ve been driving for 8 hours
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| It’s all worth it, when I plug in and the lights dim
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| The best 30 minutes of my life… every night
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| We’ll always be here when the rubber hits the road
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| Dedication never ending
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| Broken sticks and broken strings, every night
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| But that’s the way it goes, it’s alright
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| A life composed of sticks and strings
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| It’s my release, my dedication comes from within
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| It’s evident that this is my passion
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| This is the end to everything that’s ending
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| This is the death to everything that dies
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| The fire behind us burns inside my heart
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| The fists might fly, but this stage is mine |