Everyone’s had their icebergs slowly melt away
Nursing bottles of vodka just to swallow the wake
I thank god from the asphalt with it’s yellow lines clear
The driving get dark sometimes but the headlights are always sincere
Gasoline I need some gasoline
Stuck on the side of the road
Gasoline I need some gasoline
To burn my way back home
It’s hard to feel the raindrops swimming under the sea
Searching hands are reaching out while surface well it flirts with our feet
Gasoline I need some gasoline
Stuck on the side of the road
Gasoline I need some gasoline
To burn my way back home
I’m rhyming the reasons and pickin’ up pieces now
I’m walking in weakness, oh I’m breakin’ down, I’m breakin’ down
Gasoline I need some gasoline
Stuck on the side of the road
Gasoline I need some gasoline
To burn my way back home
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