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Stop at a gas station I just end up with a result from my toughts. I put pause on. My eyes. Do I feel really good? Yeah, maybe... Would I really feel bad? Not sure of... But it could be Fumes of gas are comin' up my nose I stop people faces, right in front of my eyes. I turn the motor on I leave, I'm moving. Yes, I paid. Next is nowhere, but it can be everywhere. Just easy. I look at my left side as for waitin' an' gettin' back into my thoughts. Yes, maybe I'll start thinking of you, once again. I look at your picture in my mind I think of everything From nothing to all I look, I think, I open my eyes, I see the road, I look an' sweat... I drive. Mainly, I drive. From Letras Mania