Wide open, Empty coffin Giving up is jumping in Straight foward, Sun on the dashboard This dead-end town I will leave behind Wide open, Miles of pavement Away from useless lives and failure I have seen these lights For the last time How does it feel when I laugh in your face?
When I gi have you the finger you are already dead to me And you really think you matter Thats the story of the year
2000 miles away from These stormy skies To salty air Knee deep in midwest quicksand There is no reason to say good bye
When I gi have you the finger you are already dead to me And you really think you matter Thats the story of the year
Now or never Its the story of the year There is no way I will believe in secon d chances
dont look back dont hesitate Your futures the chances you take dont li have your life Afraid of growing old with regret in the end
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