Driving I was...thinking You're my flat tire Too late at night in the pitch black, out of sight And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving
Driving I was...thinking You're my flat tire Not a blow out, but a screeching halt, lots of ice, no salt And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving
Don't want to think about how much, and what's the limit Don't want to think about the limit and am I in it Am I in it? Am I in it? Am I in it? Am I in it?
Driving I was...thinking You're my flat tire You're gonna crash, you're stupid loud You're reckless, you're spinning out And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving
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