Speed down 24 toward the city for supplies
Technically out of bounds
Roll my window down
Hear my tires sing to the asphalt and drink in the highway sounds
Oh, solitude, friend of the friendless
Light in the dark night coming on
Grab what I want without saying a word
And drive through the dark 'till dawn
Track lights blur together
Anklet buzzing on my leg
Thinking up lies to tell
And this may be the time I get banished from the palaced
To seek out some smaller cell
Oh, solitude, friend of the friendless
Light in the dark night coming on
Grab what I want without saying a word
And drive through the dark 'till dawn

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