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• Artiste: Brittany Kusserow
• Titre: Highway 45
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Now the sun awakes, but I can't see for morning fog. Home I'll ride my brakes. Autumn's here, I'm not. Autumn's here, I'm not. I stayed hours ago, in blooming woods off 45, by a winding road. It's cold and I will hitchhike. I am guilty this time. Only not the way you'd think. See, I've banished hearts so low. And a vision just won't sink of a single man, looking for a place to go. As I looked at him and said you're no one that I know. That itself is false, but I can't see for mourning him. Haven't slept at all. I think I can outrun my sin. Think I can outrun my sin. He swallows pills and drinks. I swallow my apology. This no one that I know, I didn't get that he is me. This time I am guilty.