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THE LINE OF THE HIGHWAY SEEMS TO GO FOREVER

BUT THE WEIGHT OF THESE EYELIDS CANNOT BE HELD,

I THINK MY MIND’S PLAYING TRICKS, I’VE SEEN SIX CROOKED VISIONS,

MAYBE THESE SICK DELUSIONS WILL HEAL THEMSELVES,

SAVE ME, MAYBE IM CRAZY,

I’LL MAKE IT HOME,

BETTER STOP TO FUEL UP AT THAT LIQUOR STATION,

BETTER KNOCK ON THE DOOR OF THAT SQUATTED HOLE,

HELP ME DOCTOR PLEASE, I’VE BEEN TRIPPIN’ ON THE WHITE LINE,

THE BITUMEN HAS COME ALIVE,

LOAD UP, SMOKE UP AND GET COMFORTABLE,

PEP-PILLS, TWELVE WHEELS AND A HATE FOR LAW,

PORN MAGS, FRESH FAGS, ONE FOOT TO THE FLOOR,

TURN UP THE FUCKING VOLUME,

ENSLAVE THE ROAD,

LOOKS LIKE THE PIGCUNTS WANT TO BE HEROS STOPPING THIS MONSTER,

SLIMY-RODENT-TAX-COLLECTING-RIGHT-WING-GOVERNMENT-SLUTS,

IF YA GOT THE SAND, SPILL IT ON THE TABLE,

IM A CLUTCH-JUNKIE, FIVE POINTS AND EIGHTEEN GEARS.

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