| Cold coffee in a styrofoam cup
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| The road ahead don’t look like much
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| Nothin' much is what I’m leavin' behind
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| Wherever I’m goin', I’m goin' in blind
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| Burned my bridges on the way out of town
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| Better walk before they run me down
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| Sorry 'bout the things I put you through
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| I’m grateful for a good pair of shoes
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| Cause I got no plans for tomorrow
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| I’m trying to get through today
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| I’m going nowhere fast
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| I guess I’m on my way
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| Passed through some towns on the central coast
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| Where no one sees me, cause I’m a ghost
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| Cobble stone and mission bells
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| It’s all so beautiful I feel like hell
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| And I’m somewhere and it’s all the same
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| I find a job where no one knows my name
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| You have to ask, just call me «Joe»
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| But nobody really wants to know
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| No they don’t wanna know
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| I got no plans for tomorrow
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| I’m trying to get through today
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| I’m going nowhere fast
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| I guess I’m on my way
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| I got no plans for tomorrow
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| I’m trying to get through today
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| I’m going nowhere fast
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| I guess I’m on my way
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| I’m on my way
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| Cold coffee in a styrofoam cup
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| The road ahead don’t look like much
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| Nothin' much is what I’m leavin' behind
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| Wherever I’m goin', I’m goin' in blind |