It’s time to figure out
A place to be your leading ligh
Where you’ll be home
When a road has nowhere to go
There you’ll have a sip of wine
Don’t be afraid when you find
Yourself alone
On a road with nowhere to go
There you’ll flip a dime
And cry your eyes out
As it falls
I guess these roads will keep on
Turning you down
And fuck you up
Heads you live and tails you die
Kiss her cheeks and not her mouth
Don’t forget this Ides of March
You only sweat from a ray of light
On a road with nowhere to go
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