Open road


Every night I used to pray that I'd find my people -

And finally I did - on the open road.
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Nothing we desired anymore -
Except to make our lives into a work of art.

Live fast. Die young.
Be wild, and have fun

Who are you?
Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you're free to experience them?
I have! I am fucking crazy, but I am free!

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