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I'm just an underthinkin', overusin', tall drinkin', short fusin' gettin' in my own way | I'm just a blood-stained, folded hands throwin' back the mi…
I'm just an underthinkin', overusin', tall drinkin', short fusin' gettin' in my own way I'm just a blood-stained, folded hands throwin' back the milligrams I can't find the brakes I'm hiding from the sun Devil ridin' shotgun God knows I'ma crash and burn 'Cause that highway to hell is the road I'm on I need to turn around before I'm too far gone I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road I'm a redlining', low-lifin', anything but law abidin' Feels too good to quit I'm running off the edge, they say I'm just a wreck Digging me deeper than six 'Cause that highway to hell is the road I'm on I need to turn around before I'm too far gone I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road I'm gonna die livin' on a dead end road I'm gonna die livin' on a dead end road I'm gonna die livin' on a dead end road Die livin' on a dead end road 'Cause that highway to hell is the road I'm on I need to turn around before I'm too far gone I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road
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