| I’ve always cared too much
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| For all my careless problems
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| Driving right up 65, I wanna leave it there to die
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| By the roadside, I finally feel alive
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| Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now
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| Whoa, whoa the clouds are breaking
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| Whoa, this could be the end
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| The end of me
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| The road to rest is far
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| And I’ve seen my share of restless nights
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| And I dare myself to lose control as if I even had a hold
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| Of my own life, could I finally feel alive
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| Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now
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| Whoa, whoa, the clouds are breaking
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| Whoa, this could be the end
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| The end of me
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| Waiting on my world to fall apart
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| I gotta let it burn
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| Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now
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| Whoa, whoa, the clouds they’re breaking
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| Whoa, this could be the end
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| Whoa, this could be the end
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| Whoa, this could be the end
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| The end of me |