Sun high and bright warm upon my skin
A cool breaze in my face
My bike roaning beaneth me
Cruising down the road
Just the journey ahead
No plans, just go whenever the road leads
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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