FOR TOO LONG I STRUGGLE
STRIVE FOR NOTHING COLD EARTH I
THE SPOTLIGHT IS ON, THE SPOTLIGHT IS ON
THE HIGHWAY CHEERS,
CLEAR THE CLOUD IN MY HEAD
SMOG I FIND BRINGS DREAD
IN
ACTIONS ARE LEFT BEHIND NEVER TO CHANGE THE SIGNAL
CAUSE IT'S
SENDER SENDER COME AND GET ME UP
SENDER SENDER COME AND
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