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I Sometimes Feel...
like you need
to slap some
speed at it
You know, take
the first gear
make
that marker
push the
red line
slam it back
baby,
slam it back
head hanging
out the
window, scream
FUCK YOU
loud and clear
baby
loud and clear
throw your fucken
rock out
the sun roof
baby
pull "middle finger"
glance
at fragments
in the rear view
mirror
baby
rear-view
mirror
Remember the rock
baby
remember that
rock
grab the
hand-brake
baby
grab
that
hand
break
put your body in
the spin, baby
the spin
feel your kidneys
outside
the
passenger door
baby
and accelerate
your
departure
baby
ac c e l e r ate
it
baby
If you left it
on the road
boy
you left it
for dead
baby
if you
left it for
dead, love
it
must
be
D E A D
.
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