Driver's Seat

from Running In Circles by The Morse Code

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She builds up quickly her best friend's anger,
Puts up a fair fight;
Her enemy's stronger.

Summer rain is pouring;
She's got me all stoked up;
Symptoms of crazy-
Clinical disaster!

I'm on the driver's seat, baby you can call shotgun.
Go find your glory out of something made up.
Stop wanting the best of me, you ain't even worth the finger.
You thought I shattered you, now you're gonna get soldiered.

I look around my heart, it all went down.
Memories burned out, she just lost count.

I cross my limit just when I face her,
She tried to take my soul-
I took all of her!

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from Running In Circles, released December 23, 2016

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