Monday, May 07, 2007

F.R.E.E.D.O.M.

120 down the freeway about a thousand miles to go
Cross the border to Resida... California here I come
Groves are passin' by the way and I know it's waiting
She picks me up like I've never been down before
And it's hard to think you got the best of me yet
I can't believe while these dogs are at the door honey
You came to take apart what's left of me...

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