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An open road where I can breatheWhere the lowest low is calling to meI can pull myself back up back downStuck together like a readymadeAnd nobody knows where we beenCancelled rations are running thinWatches tick out of tuneFalling apart like a readymadeMy bags are waitingIn the next lifeRubbish piles fresh and plainEmpty boxes in a pawn shop brainLicense plates stowawayStanding in line like a readymadeAnd my bags are waitingin the next lifeAn open road where I can breatheWhere the lowest low is calling to meI can pull myself back up back downStuck together like a readymadeAnd my bags are waitingin the next lifemore free lyrics
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