Pretend to use your imagination wisely
Driving a truck across town at night
The ancient beings are still with us
Cold feet and wet socks in my shoes
Spiritual freedom inside the brain body
Warm metal oven handle in the kitchen
Deliver on the promises made at midnight
Under the table deals are running the show
Hot rods burning down the fast highway
Plastic bubble candy pop sugar sweet syrup
Wounded deeply inside my heart forever
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