well you leave me dry. left tasting like cheap paper laced with nicotine. i'm driving 60 away with this song on repeat. these words have left me drowning, looking for a way out of this town. sad to say these roads somehow always end up at your doorstep. don't ask for reasons as to why i'm telling you this. dont ask me why. dont question us, because
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