Lord I miss the highway, running against the wind Blessed are the stoned, and all the places theyve been Shadow of a man at home, beating a dead horse Home too long, cross to bear Methods of the past mold the future You cant fall short as you get older being underground is being trapped, seize the day Wear the chains you forged in life Link by link by link Ive been sober 13 days and 7 nights I know next time Ill get it right You tried to make me stay I said No Way, grabbed my bag and hit the highway Echoes in the dark, new faces bring the sun Comfort and disturbed, always think the worst You live and die by your own decisions You live and die by your own religion Being run around is being trapped Seized up, kept!! Wear the chains you forged in life Link by link by link Ive been sober 13 days and 7 nights I know next time Ill get it right You tried to make me stay I said No Way, grabbed my bag and hit the highway Sobriety suits you so well, it suits you so well It suits you so well So well!!!
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