| Fast driving down the highway
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| Cold wind blowing my face
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| Don’t know where I’m going
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| Hear the whispers in the city
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| Morning come, they’re gonna find me
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| Don’t know, where I’m going to go
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| 'Cos I’m running out of time
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| So far gone, I’ve lost my mind
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| This face is not my own
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| I don’t recognise, no truth behind my eyes
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| Oh, oh, I’m running out of lies to tell
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| Who I was, I don’t remember
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| Stealing memories of a stranger
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| A ghost, I’m becoming
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| Twisting words like a dark road
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| Won’t real because I say so
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| Don’t know, where I’m going to go
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| 'Cos I’m running out of time
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| So far gone, I’ve lost my mind
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| This face is not my own
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| I don’t recognise, no truth behind my eyes
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| Oh, oh, I’m running out of lies to tell
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| 'Cos I’m running out of time
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| So far gone, I’ve lost my mind
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| This face is not my own
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| I don’t recognise, no truth behind my eyes
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| Oh, oh, I’m running out of lies to tell |