Your born again American,
I'd like to weep into your rearview.
It's been years since I saw you,
If I was a careless song
I know I'd get along.
I'd like to loose you so I can run.
I'd like to sync but I just sink.
Your born again, so mean and cruel.
I'd like to loose so I can run
away from you.
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