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Graveled Roads ~Sorez The Scribe
Riding on a graveled road Spinning tires kicking up stones The beaten path I travel upon Even with wind my nerves won’t calm Looking for blacktop around the bend The road it used to be my friend Self medicating to ease the pain Liquor, pills, and cocaine Bottles empty they aint half full When I lost love I lost it all Even the respect I had for myself Unworthy unwanted all alone Riding upon those graveled roads
Forward.. Bound... ~By Sorez The Scribe Motor's warm Tank is full Leathers worn Moon lights the highway Midnight ride to nowhere Twisting the wick To a hundred and five Don't really care If I highside Pushing the envelope Sirens echo In the distance Fading away Heart pumping Fifty weight oil Through my veins Can't outrun the past But I can damn sure try
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