| I’m leaving Arizona for the things that I did
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| My face all calloused, emotions hid
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| I’ve run out of luck
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| I will not fucking try
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| She keeps me close to her heart in a locket
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| I keep her close to my cock on a picture in my pocket
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| I cannot stop, no matter how I try
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| But don’t make a sound, don’t make a face
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| I get so down, I’m headed straight
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| Into the burning town on the interstate
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| I’m going down, I’m going down
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| The kids are gonna love what you’ve done
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| The kids are gonna love what you’ve done
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| The kids are gonna love what you’ve done
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| What you’ve done
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| What you’ve done
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| I can not close my eyes, I’m driving
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| Half this journey is behind him
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| Gonna keep my eyes pinned on these blinding stars
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| I’m gonna keep my eyes pinned on these blinding stars
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| I’m gonna keep my eyes pinned on these blinding stars
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| The kids are gonna love what you’ve done
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| The kids are gonna love what you’ve done
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| The kids are gonna love what you’ve done
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| What you’ve done |