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Drive

Bring on the fire and pedal to the floor
driving the desert and rigged up for war
in each hand the gun's locked and loaded
a rebel running from anger exploded
Bring out the human from madness inside
the head of a stranger, hardly alive
Instinct to run, and instinct to kill
life's given up on and no longer a thrill
wasting away, counting days 'til death
humanity growing on you inside care's crept
Let not their lives be wasted alone
but bring them to safety, in old home.

Last updated: 2015-5-29

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