| Last mile of a dead end driver
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| Supernatural smile is keeping me alive
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| Fallout of a world gone blind
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| What keeps you up at night
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| Is searching for a high again
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| Scream down let the true word fly
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| Got the gunman scared
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| And running for his life
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| So sad I’m the bad guy now
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| Let’s hope that California gives us all another try
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| To get noticed
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| Yeah no one ever likes the blame
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| But everyone tries to blame you
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| Everyone wants the fame
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| No one ever cares at all
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| Scream out let the whole world down
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| Never see it coming buried under ground
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| Cheap shot with your hands held high
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| Must have hit close, it makes you want to die
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| Run now let the tank run dry
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| Got the wheels all turning, burning up your mind
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| Fade fast, the jaded ones cry
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| Let’s hope that California gives us all a big goodbye
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| You won’t notice
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| Yeah no one ever likes the blame
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| But everyone tries to blame you
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| Everyone wants the fame
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| But no one ever came to see you
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| Yeah no one ever likes the blame
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| But everyone tries to blame you
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| Everyone wants the fame
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| No one ever cares at all
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| Yeah no one ever likes the blame
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| But everyone tries to blame you
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| Everyone wants the fame
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| No one ever came to see you
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| Yeah no one ever likes the blame
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| But everyone tries to blame you
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| Everyone wants the fame
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| No one ever cares at all |