Driving Away

6-The Weird Stuff

Here I am on the same road with the same thoughts in my head.

Chasing something, one more time. The ghosts of the undead.

I caught that ghost and I put it to rest.

But life just handed me another test.

They say the third time's a charm so here goes number three.

Love songs are playing but they don't sing for me.

I've spent quite a while driving around

But I can't find what I need in this town.

So now I'm driving away.


I feel I'm recreating the magic of a muse I met.

I kissed her goodbye, and that's all that you'll get.

I've been here too long, I'll bow out with grace.

Even the ghosts got depressed and left this place.

So now I'm driving away.


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