295,000 miles
the wheels of steel grinding , old worm out bearings whining and binding , taking to a new land new finding the speed limit I'm not minding , pitch black frozen cold crystal clear night never go anywhere in the daylight but I've forgotten whats wrong and what the hell is right ? to lose sight and break down without the safety of town , a long walk no help for me always right inside purgatory and that's my silly story ..
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