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---One Way--->
No white lines left to follow
This highway is all but hollow
Filled with ghosts from severed pasts
Only proving that nothing lasts
As you drive off in the distance
Along with my hopes in that single instance
Taking away my only right
Not even left with the means to fight
We're both heading in only one direction
And maybe one day I can make that connection
Where two lost souls met in the middle of the road
And one was found and one was sold
Around the bend and out of sight
I can't keep on this road without light
I'll take my own trail and go far away
I just need to learn to find my own way
This highway is all but hollow
Filled with ghosts from severed pasts
Only proving that nothing lasts
As you drive off in the distance
Along with my hopes in that single instance
Taking away my only right
Not even left with the means to fight
We're both heading in only one direction
And maybe one day I can make that connection
Where two lost souls met in the middle of the road
And one was found and one was sold
Around the bend and out of sight
I can't keep on this road without light
I'll take my own trail and go far away
I just need to learn to find my own way
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