Its all the same,only my name would change,everyday,it seems were wasting away,another place,where the faces are so cold,i drive all night just to get back home.Im a rocker,on a steel horse i ride,im wanted dead or alive,sometimes i sleep,sometimes its not for days,the people i meet,always go their separate ways,sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that i drink and sometimes when im alone..all i do is think.ive seen a million faces and im rockin on...
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