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Straya
02:40
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The sun set for three hours
Do you feel it in the air?
I checked, it’s four more hours, till we get there
I noticed every move
Do you feel it in the air?
I checked, just one more hour, till we get there
And there’s one thing you should know
This feeling’s wonder, wonderful
All alone
Fate will finally find you
Cheap and watered down to illusion
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Tacoma
03:40
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Opted for my old rig
Something too right about it
Opted for my old digs
Smells like teen spirit
Tacoma, a soft rumble
I’m rolling down the windows
Smoke on the backroads
I’m rolling down the windows
Smoke on the backroads
Opted for my old rig
Something too right about it
Saw the Jesus sign again
In spirit, holy spirit
Tacoma, a soft rumble
I’m rolling down the windows
Smoke on the backroads
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