The road has never been so dark
I can already smell the sea
And the wind crumbling in my face
My face
I came to wash my soul, on the freeway
I came to wash my soul, on the freeway
I see old friends
Waving by the roadside
I see hollow souls looking for redemption
Looking for redemption
I came to wash my soul, on the freeway
I came to wash my soul, on the freeway
I came to wash my soul, on the freeway
I came to wash my soul, on the freeway
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