Just Might Make It

Don’t wanna go don’t wanna stay, don’t wanna make up my mind.
It’s easy now to understand, I’m still not out of here.
It’s up at dawn out the door, riding through the streets.
You run the lights ride the wind, feel the citybeat.

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I just might make it, just might make it ou of here.
I just might make it, just might make it home.

Smack in the middle of the pouring rain, you hear voices inside of you.
Some say “Give it up just give it up just pack it in just throw it in.
you’ll never get out of here”, but you ride down the avenues.
You say “Here I am riding in the rain I know that I am not insane, I’m making it out of here.”

Br: I can see the bright lights, rising around me.
I see myself going home, it’s not far away.

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I try to see beyond this scene, something awaits me there.
But it’s not for free, you’ll pay the price, nothing’s that easy.

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