| Shake, shake wake me up at daybreak get me out the door
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| I love this place but if I leave here I will love it more
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| Cause I’ve felt the wheels inside my head
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| Quit their spinning as if mobile livings gone to bed
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| Get it back, get it back, I have felt that feeling, I want that feeling back
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| Get it back, get it back, I have felt that feeling, I want that feeling back
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| Cause I’m the blood running through the web of the highways and the roads
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| that we call American Veins
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| Shake, shake wake me up when you can’t drive another mile
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| Sunsets, city limits set your sites on something wild, wild
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| Cause I can feel the wheels inside my head
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| Start their spinning, I’m blacktop living once again
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| Get it back, get it back, I have felt that feeling, I want that feeling back
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| Get it back, get it back, I have felt that feeling, I want that feeling back
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| Cause I’m the blood running through the web of the highways and the roads
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| that we call American Veins
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| The blood running through the web of the highways and the roads
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| that we call Americans Veins
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| These roads are like, these roads are like veins
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| They’re calling out, they’re calling out my name
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| Home has run its course now it just ain’t the same
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| I need a highway to heal my pain
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| Cause I’m blood running
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| American Veins
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| The blood running through the web of the highways that we call
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| American Veins
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| American Veins
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| American Veins
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| We call American Veins |