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FBus line down the center line
Took me from the dotted lines thCat bore my name
FRolling 'cross the border lines
Looking for a peace of mind tChat never came
Chorus:
And Fnow I Gmust stand Cfree
But Fthere's nobody Ghere
But Fme to fill my bed
I wish that I had read beCtween the lines
Bread lines the cheap wines
They're the only life lines that I have left
No more debts to pay back
Because I can't find the way back to save myself
Chorus (2X)
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com