I sealed my fate in a tire today, a rolling wheel with a guide away,
The chase is all I’ll need to feel the high.
But if that tire should break at all, I’ll slow my pace I’ll stop it all
The space is what I’ll need to feel alive.
But I’ll go, go, to the beckoning call, convinced I’ll leave the emptiness behind
Still I’ll know, know, that we’re destined to fall, our fate relies on my unstable mind
I’ve buried the feelings of yesterday, or so I thought they had gone to stay
Wherever there was room within her life
I realize now it’s the only way, I’ll save a piece of my sanity
The thought of love must be kept far away
But I’ll go, go, to the beckoning call, convinced I’ll leave the emptiness behind
Still I’ll know, know, that we’ll never at all, have the chance try the test of time
But I’ll go, go, to the beckoning call, convinced I’ll leave the emptiness behind
Still I’ll know, know, that I’ll never at all, find desire by my own design
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