| I drive all alone, at night,
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| I drive all alone.
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| Don’t know what I’m headed for.
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| I follow the road, blind.
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| Until the road is dead end.
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| Night’s in my veins, it’s calling me,
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| Racing along these arteries
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| And law, is just a myth
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| To herd us over the cliff.
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| I follow the road at night,
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| Just hoping to find
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| Which puzzle piece fell out of me.
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| I know who you are,
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| Open the door and climb in.
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| Hold me real close, then do it again,
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| I ache for the touch of my dead end friends
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| And oh, I gotta know…
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| Is it dead
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| At the end of the road?
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| I can tell
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| By that look in your eyes,
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| We’re the same,
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| My dead end friends and I
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| We drive all alone at night,
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| A never ending begin.
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| Sweet as a curse just out of reach,
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| Awakens the dead end part of me & oh,
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| No more wandering.
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| Just me and my dead end friends again.
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| Dead end friends
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| Dead end friends
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| Dead end friends
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| Dead |