outside
in the middle around night
and decides to go for a damn ride
one last time

three hours past nine
tired of his sad life
all you hear is laughs, cries
drowning at tide

he's a lost soul
on lost roads
the cars swerving,
because his hearts hurting

where to go,
prayers havnt answered
another round of manic laughter
with despair to go

closed his eyes
and let his hands rise
crash unto the ride
he said to himself
right before he died



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