| Tonight we’re fighting in a losing war
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| Don’t even remember what we’re fighting for
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| Running on hope and gasoline
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| Got a real bad feeling it’s a pipe bomb dream
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| Well I did a little something for the brave and free
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| Now you gonna make a law against a boy like me
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| Took a few too many liberties
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| It’s a hard ass lesson to learn
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| Roll the dice just one more turn
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| Too heavy on the pedal and you crash and burn
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| Driving all night with a steady hand
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| Bringing a heavy rig home from the promised land
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| Oklahoma City by the morning sun
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| I ain’t never met a problem that I can’t outrun
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| I did a little something for the brave and free
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| Now you gonna make a law against a boy like me
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| Took a few too many liberties
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| It’s a hard ass lesson to learn
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| But I roll the dice just one more turn
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| Too heavy on the pedal and you crash and burn
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| Well I was riding high when the lights came on
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| I was 45 miles from the county line
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| Hit a jackpot once went back for more
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| From an old pipe dream to a cell block floor
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| Say it’s alright but you know it’s not
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| If you break enough laws, then you wind up caught
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| It’s everything or all for naught
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| It’s a hard ass lesson to learn
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| But I roll the dice just one more time
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| Too heavy on the pedal and you crash and burn
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| Too heavy on the pedal and you crash and burn |