Songs to Blast …

… when you’re flying down the road with a big fuck it to everything.

saw things so much clearer once you were in my rearview mirror

and now I look a fool for thinkin’ you were on my side

i was tired of my own voice

climb up on a hilltop see what i can see

workin’ on a mystery goin’ wherever it leads

goin’ where the weather suits my clothes

scream a symphony

you’ve run around to find my sound but you got no replacement

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