fear and terror grip me, racing by road sighn after road sighn
but will i be there in time?
you see my time is running out
and the gas is running low
the engine block is cracked
and i feel ive lost my soul
but shes hanging in for dear life
my noble steed
its as if she feels my plight
and moves on without heed
ive been here before this situation i
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