I can tell youre trying not to open your eyes
But the sun is too bright
Come, give up and move on
Leave that city and drive to nowhere
I folowed the sun
As it passed
By my streets, my, friends, my home
And i swore
Under my breath
That they would never see my face around here
Never again
I shut the door and put that beater in gear
I watched your face get smaller inside my rear-view mirror
I put my finger out and I screamed
"Here's that white picket fence
Heres that american dream"
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