Another town, another down. Ive never felt as alive as I do now. I dont know if Ill ever go back. Give me twenty heads in a dimlit basement. Fort Ryland nights. The California backyard that made me. The open road can take me. I wouldnt trade this for anything. Well never be the same. The friends we made. We sang along. The Colorado smoke screen lingered on. I found life in that eerie wooden shack that once harbored death. The van. The overnight drives. The starry skies. This is my life, my love, my everything. Dont let the open road take me back. I wouldnt trade this for anything. Well never be the same. And we all knew Wolf never stood a chance. Id trade these luxuries for a crowded van. This is all I live for this is my everything. This is all Im good for this is all thats left for me. The open road can take me. This is all I live for this is my everything. This is all Im good for this is all thats left for me. Give me twenty heads in a dimlit basement. Fort Ryland nights. The California backyard that made me. I wouldnt trade this for anything. Well never be the same.
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