Don’t leave me now

Don’t say “goodbye”

Don’t turn around

Leave me high and dry

I hear the birds on the summer breeze

I drive fast

I’m alone in the night

Been trying hard

Not to get in to trouble but I

I’ve got a war in my mind

I just ride, just ride

I just ride, just ride

I’m tired of feeling like I’m fucking crazy

I’m tired if driving ‘til I see stars in my eyes

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