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Another mile of motorway
White lines got a hold on me
I should feel good but I don't feel good
Oh I can't want to be in this state

Another fight with the junk machine
Another page from a torn out dream
My boats are burning me up and up
And I don't feel top of the Empire State

I'm on the up and I can't wait
Will it stop if I hit the brakes
All you get is all you wanted

Maybe next week say, maybe next week you say
Maybe next week, maybe next week
Maybe next week say

I'm picking up the pulse
Picking up the pulse

I make a face up against the pane
I feel the rain soak through my skin
The windows cloudy but I can see
That it's all just got to be some mistake

I'm picking up the pulse but I feel so so so

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