When I vibe, I ride, so slick the slide, it's cold tonight, so drift and die.

I can't deny, the simple lie, that justifies my wounded pride.

It's steady, this road, I've chose to go, I already know who runs my soul.

I'm lifted from my head down to my toes.

Who knows what vibe Ill linger upon? From here to the end or until the break of dawn.




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