The Coin Collectors - Music For Driving

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I'm driving away tonight
I'm taking your car
With whatever fuel you have left
To get me however far
And I don't plan on sleeping much
When I'm on the road
Your ghost confined to motel rooms
On nights hot and slow
I'm still of the age
Where Thoreau should be my hero
Forget about the work
And the struggle being zero
Lock me up, throw away the key
Allow me to live deliberately

Oh, I'm driving away tonight
It doesn't matter where
It won't change your concern to know
You couldn't meet me there
I've got a killer playlist
Burnt onto a CD
My phone is screaming, bleeding out
All over the backseat
Suicidal moths
Say a prayer for every one
That paints my windscreen zealously
With his hopes and dreams and guts
Lock me up, throw away the key
Allow me to drive recklessly

Written by:
Luke Meakins

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