| I’ve gone way too many miles and now
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| I’m breaking down along here
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| But i’d drive a thousand more
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| To find a place to call my own
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| Now I’m watching, waiting, wasting away
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| I guess it’s just the price i pay
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| Checking myself in the rearview
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| Wondering where i’ll find you
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| And maybe
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| I’ll see
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| There isn’t a second side to me and
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| Someday
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| I’ll say
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| This isn’t how it has to be
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| There’s no clear shot on the road to success
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| I’m the only one i’m trying to impress
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| So pack up I’m revving it
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| Flooring the gas
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| Taking the road by storm
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| A change of pace would be nice
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| Without having to sacrifice
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| Everything i’ve cared about
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| Why watch the game if you can play it
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| Why play the game if you can live it
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| Here’s to me and here’s to me again
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| Jumpstarting success
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| Trying to progress and I’m almost there
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| Looking around at everybody else
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| I’ve been trying to compare
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| And maybe
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| I’ll see
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| There isn’t a second side to me and
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| Someday
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| I’ll say
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| This isn’t how it has to be
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| There’s no clear shot on the road to success
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| I’m the only one i’m trying to impress |
| So pack up I’m revving it
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| Flooring the gas
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| Taking the road by storm
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| And maybe
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| I’ll see
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| There isn’t a second side to me and
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| Someday
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| I’ll say
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| This isn’t how it has to be
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| There’s no clear shot on the road to success
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| I’m the only one i’m trying to impress
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| So pack up I’m revving it
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| Flooring the gas
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| Taking the road by storm
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| End |