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I've got a car and nothing else I care about.
The things I love have all rotted away.
This Cleveland air will just remind me of my failures,
And I know that I’ll grow bitter if I stay,
So start ‘er up, there’s nothing in my way.
Why stay here when I’ve tried it all 100 times?
Why stay here when no one loves me anyway?
There’s no time for packing bags or valedictions
When there might be something waiting far away,
So turn the key, I’m driving to LA.
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