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Texty: Breeders. Forced To Drive.

Life forced to drive us
Spent the whole trip
Tryin' to go my own way
Pity for me

Tattoo wow
What a mile
Where are tonight's crimes going?
Innocent, I caught a lawman's daughter

Who tried turnin' it up to unwind
Between the soles
Under the stories

Waiting below
A star hit clock
If I offer to drive
Just know where your lifeline's going