I drive all alone, at night,
Don't know what I'm headed for.
I follow the road, blind.
Until the road is dead end.
Night's in my veins, it's calling me,
Racing along these arteries
To herd us over the cliff.
I follow the road at night,
Which puzzle piece fell out of me.
Open the door and climb in.
Hold me real close, then do it again,
I ache for the touch of my dead end friends
By that look in your eyes,
My dead end friends and I
We drive all alone at night,
Sweet as a curse just out of reach,
Awakens the dead end part of me & oh,
Just me and my dead end friends again.
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