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Rodeo
Every rodeo comes to an end It's the inevitable, there are bandages On every road, a gas station It's the distance between them, that's miles per gallon Well how far from where I've been? And how long until it's comfortable? A rough patch isn't even that I'm with my person, my very own person My dark thoughts turn to bar talk I'm with my person, my very own person Pocket change on the tarmac An imprint of me walking the length of my footsteps I grew up, I was liked less I had a drink I had another I got over it Well how far from where I've been? And how long until it's comfortable?
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