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ABOUT
TRACKS
PRESS
the pedal licks the metal
each and every time you speak
and as i wait in your exhaust
YOUR KISS STINGS INTO MY CHEEK
that RED light it knows you're coming
got a tip off from the road
did all it could to make damn sure
YOU WOULDN'T GO HOME COLD
but you told that road
right white mustang?
COUNTED ON THE FLASH
you played that room like bride and groom
KNOW LIFE INCLUDES THE CRASH
there's no shimmer in your rear view
JUST THE BLACKTOP up ahead
far as i can tell
IF UP to you
right lane equalED dead
huh, white mustang?
you're running out of asphalt gal
but it's all been YOU YOU YOU
didn't know where we were going
since i never really cared to
I HAVE A HUNCH you SHAPED the roads
with allure and tnt
the only one that knows the land
from QUICKSAND OR the sea
BUT THE SAME OLD LOOP GETS OLD I BET
DID IT HAPPEN ALL AT ONCE?
GAINED ALL THE TROPHIES
ROCKED THE SCARS
AND THEN WON ALL THE HUNTS
YOU LET THEM MERGE
YOU OPENED UP
YOU TRIED TO UNDERSTAND
YOU LET THEM THINK THAT MAYBE GIRL
YOU'D LET THEM KISS YOUR HAND
THEN found THAT BLINKING RED YOU DID
i guess the day has come
BUT run out of gas
or found a garage
BOTH might leave you numb
"white mustang"