Cole Chaney
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Well the southbound on the parkway
Driving through the dead of night
Rethinking every choice I've made
Times I've hit just left of right

I wonder why I can't feel nothing
I wonder if I've gone insane
I wonder if she really loves me
As bad as that hurts me to say

Darlin', I don't know where we'll be going
Ain't met much of myself worth showing
To you I'd render my last tender
If tattered hearts could meet their mender

[Chorus]
What do you say we just hit thе road
I'll turn miles while you sleep
Shooting stars in my back seat
What if wе never come home
Ain't nothing here but living hell
Reckon that we might as well
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Leave

They're paying pipers but not pickers
And only if you'll kiss the hand
I ain't made to play on the radio
I won't bow before no man
Well the sleep it comes in waves
More like ripples I would say
Or the bags under my eyes
Every day a darker shade

Days go faster
Time is flying
Left behind
And she's left crying
Who knows how our story ends
But at least a story we'll have my friends

[Chorus]
What do you say we just hit the road
I'll turn miles while you sleep
Shooting stars in my back seat
What if we never come home
Ain't nothing here but living hell
Reckon that we might as well
Leave
Leave