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With a bag, a bottle and this old guitar In the back of some bus on the road I'm living the high life with nothing to show But a love that's letting me go Your heroes turn out to be assholes And the light in the tunnel that you're chasing is a train The singer's in key the guitars in tune But the song is still slipping away The lights of the city paint a stage in the night For two hearts breaking in time Wild horses are cursed with their freedom in mind And a hunger left burning inside Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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