.He rolled into Reno with a flat tire and matches
All his clothes soaked in fumes
Oil and blood were his tools
He'd heard a few stories
Of premium interest
Couldn't turn his back on it yet
He had friends he could hound
He didn't notice the slipping away of something.
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