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When I'm driving in my car, I don't care about any thing When I'm speeding in my car, I don't care about anyone Man and machine, machine and man We're

I hear them walking down the corridor, Footsteps in the halls of time Faintly I see their faces, On the back roads of my mind Words in the darkness are

I used to love her a long time ago When things were fine now that's not so So I'm searching through dark clouds for silver linings I'm always searching

Says to shut my mouth Make me quit my thoughts Can't stop me from thinking About the hope I had Property is theft Property is theft This for just another

80 times was all it took for him he has no more tries No one seems to care too much for him You can see it in his eyes Drive down the street that he'

Driving to the crime of the time I manufacture my mind till we stop till the real man comes on top and now you'll really be dropped Fading in the lane

She's so sick of me lately Nothing else hurts me more Bein' in love So good to be low down When she's self assured Bein' in love So fine with you And

I'm gonna tell you about Candy Maybe you already know Found her at a backyard party So I took her home She never gave me no feedback So how was I to

I never got along with the girls at my school Filling me up with all their morals and their rules They'd pile all their problems on my head I'd rather