Heading out city limits
Past the lights
Think of the years
All my life
I've been here
But they don't know me anymore
Not a sound I know
I'm fine, while i hear static on the radio
Colors in stereo
It's now clearer
Thoughts are focusing
Things are better, and softer
Words, mean more, much more to me
They ask about me like they care
I'm just a novelty
They're not like me
Driving faster, 45
Still not a sound
Their grip is looser now,
much looser now i know I'm fine, with static on the radio
I'm gone
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