Stuck in the fast lane
And going in reverse
Try put the breaks on
It just makes things worse
On the outside looking in
At the end of my journey
When will it begin
I thought I saw an angel
Yet I’m living in sin
Curtains begin to close
We take our final bow
We smash into the verge
Our souls have one last surge
What is left for us to say?
We lived with our regrets
Now come what may.

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