She's flying with her broken wings
For a change of fortune rolls the dice she trying
She needs it bad or else she want come home alive
Someone so her late last night,
jumping from the bridge and their denying
Any knowledge as to why she took that dive
Eyes wide and shut, No turning back
As she jumps the track, like a bullet from a loaded gun
Down on the road she's free as a bird as her name gets heard
On a broken down old radio
Turn the key she starts the race
Leaning throw the curves and now she's flying
Throw the night a distance squeeze is her goodbye
Eyes wide and shut, No turning back
As she jumps the track, like a bullet from a loaded gun
Down on the road, it's do or die
And devil se her her smile as she flyes by
Stars lead the way, by angels grace
Leave no trace
Here she stand with the back on the wall (like abullet from a gun)
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