Lyrics
my thoughts, get the better of me if I don't keep them in check, so I'll check out of this scene, and move onto the next. maybe stronger, for the times I spent back there, maybe wiser, than all the people who never seemed to care. the homeless kids are hanging at the Mobil station, I smile as I pass. the grocery store, and all the haunts I've haunted before, this wont be the last time, I drive alone down this street tonight, and outside, the darkness turns to light, and I know, I know I winning the fight.
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