"Setting fires And dark desires And nights I can't recall I've woke up flying With the angels, with no one to catch me When I fall I'm going down the wrong road And living by the wrong code And chasing after dreams that don't come true Looking for the right signs And riding on the white lines Just trying to find my way to you There's been high times There's been hard times And there's been times I couldn't tell If I'm living a good life Or living a bad life Cause I'm always living fast as hell I'm going down the wrong road And living by the wrong code And chasing after dreams that don't come true Looking for the right signs And riding on the white lines Just trying to find my way to you From an Alabama porch To a dirty bar room floor Burning bridges down I've never even crossed From I when I didn't have a care To when I didn't have a pray I never once thought I was lost Some how I knew I would find my way to you Going down the wrong road Living by the wrong code Chasing after dreams that don't come true Looking for the right signs Riding on the white lines Just trying to find my way to you Trying to find my way to you
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