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Running Out of Roads to Ride


This is what hell looks like
Once all the fires have burned out
A broken man nears the end of his road
An empty heart greets me

This is what the end looks like
Darkness covers the cities and town
A broken man with a gun in hand
Looking for the last light to shoot out

I’m running out of roads to ride

This old girl, she’s breathing hard
Blowing smoke and pissing oil
The gauges, they all read red again
Her blood’s at a steady boil

Climbing, climbing, climbing the rusted giant

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