Drive into the sky until it turns the afternoon black.
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Halfway across the state on the day we set the clocks back, yeah.
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And I don't know where I'm going.
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I follow broken yellow lines.
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And I hope this open road could read my broken mind.
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This wouldn't be the first day
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You left me thirsty.
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This wouldn't be the first day you went your way, left me empty, dry.
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Living in the dark and it's turned your heart black.
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Halfway to the moon since you took your nights back.
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Well I was finished being cool.
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I'd unmasked this masquerade.
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And you leave me here to clean up all this mess you've made?
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This wouldn't be the first day
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You left me thirsty.
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This wouldn't be the first day you went your way and left me empty.
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This wouldn't be the first day
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You left me thirsty.
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This wouldn't be the first day you went your way, left me empty, dry.
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This wouldn't be the first day
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You left me thirsty.
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This wouldn't be the first day you went your way, left me empty, dry.
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Thirsty
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| Zox |
