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Paradise Lost - Living With Scars err Cars

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It's speeds intention
We pass through the fast lane
Upholding the european pleasures at hand
God driven traits

Living with Cars

Through bleak acceleration
We task through disaster we face
In fear of radar detection we stand
God Driven grace

To speed again
Taken by the ones with blue lights
Without a solitary reason
It’s like tickets from a shade tree

Don't see it any other way
It’s speeds inception we must not brake

With dark acceleration
A passing in the lanes awaits
Withholding pleasures
At hand all that gods driven drained