Its here I sit and rust amid this ruin and rancor like tireirons
toothy grills and car parts before me. . .the acid rain floodsmy
floorboard, burns my pores and rots my upholstery. . .once Iwas
worshipped, polished magnificently, now I lay in decay by thedirty
angry bay. . .

I'm ready to leave
I wanna get out of here
I'm ready to ride away
I don't wanna die in here
I'm ready to ride. . .

My skin is metallic now, no longer and elegant powder blue. . .mybody
unhinged and sleeping in the jungle of motor block manifolds andmetal
relics. . .what was deluxe becomes debris, I never questionedloyalty,
but this dead end demolishes the dream of an open highway.

Dig me. . .but don't. . .bury me

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