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Make a plan to escape and I'll probably go.
Take the wheel, I'll just stare out the window.
Burn the map, I don't care where we end up.
Answering, but the phone doesn't ring,
'cause I'm just fooling myself.
Didn't have much to say but I had a good time.
Stay busy drinking so I'm not doing nothing.
Is there a virtue in the absence of wanting
anything but a good seat?
You make history, yeah, I'll just watch.
I wanna save myself and give up and the same time.
Either way, I'm fine.
Still half alive,
I'll still wait in line for that handshake
with my eyes shut.
Is this punishment for being scared?
Is there something else I hadn't noticed?
So detailed, defined?
Impressions, past lives
Determined, all sighs.
My timeline is revised
Shame shredded so fine.
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