.Some nights he's weightless
He has to travel
His mouth is gravel
And there's an empty feeling within his heart...
Eye on the fuelguage
Westchester Thruway
That triple octane
Won't contain the empty feeling in Dolby's heart...
Same old insecurity strap him into his car.
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