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Written by max collins
Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal
I press it to the floor
I don’t need a girl don’t need a friend cause my friend lonesome’s
Unconditional
We’re flying forever bored
And for a moment I love everything
That I see and think and feel
I love my broken side view mirror
Cause it’s so perfect
I’m so perfect you’re so perfect you’re not here
I hear the change in gear
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song
The night is becokoning although I have nowhere to go but home
Feels good to be alone
With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind
Where would it hang
I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore
As I pour my poor heart out
To a radio song that’s patient and willing to listen
My volume drowns it out
But that’s ok cause I sound better then him anyway any day
Yeah my voice is sweet as salt
I search for comfort and I’ve found it where I’ve found it many times before
Times before can be forgotten
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