All I can see is as far as my headlights can show me.
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And all of the roads look the same in each state that I drove in.
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As I grip the wheel, and I drift away wishing,
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I could wake up just a second too late so that,
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I could see Heaven and I'd get a taste,
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Then I'd just keep going
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So heres to the promise of glamorous living,
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You must drink up now, cause it's all that you're getting
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If you haven't been tested, you certainly will,
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And I promise it's going to kill.
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All I can think of is how much I'd kill to be sleeping.
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I'm squinting my eyes, my minds drifting to secrets I'm keeping.
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And the long haling trucks are all parked in their stops,
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Just like luminous ghost to something that once was.
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The rigs look so empty when framed by their lies,
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And thats how I'm feeling..
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So heres to the promise of glamorous living,
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You must drink up now, cause it's all that you're getting
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If you haven't been tested, you certainly will,
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And I promise it's going to kill.
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It's all at their expense,
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If this is real, I'm a fake.
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At least I feel important,
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I won't lie, I lie to get paid.
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So heres to the promise of glamorous living,
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You must drink up now, cause it's all that you're getting
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If you haven't been tested, you certainly will,
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And I promise it's going to kill.
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(Yeah!)
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The Test
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| The Classic Crime |
