I crank up the radio to hide my tears
Let the sub-woofer blast, as I shift gears

90 miles an hour down a deserted highway
I can't seem to get more than a mile away

Your memory following me like a cop
Broke the law and ended up on the top

It catches me a couple miles from I-75
Swerve into the river, take a swan-dive

Jump out just before hitting the water
Found almost dead, by a farmers daughter

She takes me in and I meet her father
Leave for another town, don't even bother

Her father tells me as I start to leave
As I think to myself, he's so naive

I see the shotgun, but don't give a damn
The daughters as cute as a sweet baby lamb

Wake up to a shotgun barrel right in my face
Daughter lying next to me, I've used up my last ace

I hear click click, and wait for the boom
How could a life end so soon

I was going to throw it all away
found something to make me stay

And now my life might be done
As I stare at the end of this gun

Fates got a weird way of bitting me in the ass
Giving me another day before the final blast\n\nWilliam Mowell

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