Checked That Traffic

While I work it out here in traffic
Indulgences locks my lips
I speak Oh this backed free way
Got me again,
In its spin but I will be glad when
Its gone again
This some red sign upset
Cause I can not get to that
Propelled situation of freedom
To move my Benz and drive my passion
Right out of this hell of a sweet action!

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