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Weaving in the fast lane, steady pushing ninety-eight
All the red I'm passing hits me, and it's getting late
Drive, high
Don't know where I'm going, but I'm going anyway
Wheels keep a-rolling, taking me to outer space
High

I found something I won't give back
I feel lost, but I'm right on track
It's out there where no one knows ya
You call it freedom, and I call it

Staring up at mountains staring right back at me
Impossible to doubt it, makes me question everything
Why? I'm high
Soaking up the moment, time isn't the enemy
When I stopped looking for it, it was right in front of me
Why?

I found something I won't give back
I feel lost, but I'm right on track
It's out there where no one knows ya
You call it freedom, and I call it

Arizona
Arizona

Arizona

I found something I won't give back
And, yeah, I feel lost, but I'm right on track
I know it's out there where nobody knows ya
You call it freedom, and I call it

Arizona
Arizona

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