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I dirve the motorway
in the flame of reverence
qhit the wreckage of time of mind
and no evidence I cant find
reanrraging the feelings inside
concentrating on my ride

Honest recoil
Honest recoil
Honest recoil
Honest recoil

I set the right course straight
not distracted by love or hate
heading for a different life
no mater where I have to drive

Rearrange the course
That I must drive
flearrange the course
that I must drive

hoping to fin

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