.Waitin' at the street light
Ready to cross the white line
Yeah I push my foot down to the floor>
It just may be the last time
Dodgin' bullets, like a target, on a firing line
And I can't slow down 'till I touch the ground
When this place that I call home, becomes a faraway lan.
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