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Dreams Die On The Road
It's pretty cruel to drink alone
And I can't help but feel so lame inside
I see you naked through the phone
You shouldn't mix your body with my pride
It's pretty bold to write a song
And hope the ink will make the silence right
I'm mesmerizing every dove
Candy words to fake a poet's lie
Dreams die on the road
(And you know I'm falling down)
Dreams die on the road
Dreams die on the road
And you know I'll be a mess when I get home
I'm low enough to take a bow
Grind the pain, sweat and spit it out
Pretty girls, second row
They want it backstage after the show
You wanna know how to raise a smile?
Nothing seems to stick without your love
Heavy smoke, filthy eyes
Self-regret is knocking at my door
Dreams die on the road
(And you know I'm falling down)
Dreams die on the road
Dreams die on the road
And you know I'll be a mess when I get home
(And I know I'll make a mess when I get home)
Dreams die on the road
(And you know I'm falling down)
Dreams die on the road
Dreams die on the road
And you know I'll be a mess when I get home
(And I know I'll make a mess when I get home)
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