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I'm riding down Kingsley
Figuring I'll get a drink
Turn the radio up loud
So I don't have to think
I take her to the floor
For the moment when the world seems right
And I tear into the guts of
Something in the night
Mister, you're born with nothing
And better off that way
Soon as you've got something
They send someone to try and take it away
You can ride this road till dawn
Without another human being in sight
Just wasted on
Something in the night
Nothing is forgotten or forgiven
When it's your last time around
I got stuff running around my head
That I just can't live down
When we found the things we loved
They were crushed and dying in the dirt
We tried to pick up the pieces
And get away without getting hurt
But they caught us at the state line
And burned our cars in one last fight
And left us running and blind
Chasing something in the night
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