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Early Grave
Steven Rodriguez
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In the Chevrolet
On the run from something
Well, I might not last a day, help my soul
'Cause she'll find a way
To make me pay for coming
No, she not the type to say let's take it slow
Kinda like the chase
Hand is on the clutch and
There's no time for saving grace, I let her go
And if I'm gonna die
At least I lived for something
Go on and send me six feet closer
We dance until an early grave
Full throttle on an HP motor
I wanna taste it, we'll never make it
Hold on, we're going 80 over
Her legs are wrapped around my waist
We're running from the life they sold her
I wanna taste it, we'll never make it
Foot is off the brake
Yeah, my blood is pumping
She knows what it takes to make me lose control
Makes my body shake
When we get to touching
And I'd gladly take her place to get her home
I'd risk it for her life
At least I lived for something
Go on and send me six feet closer
We dance until an early grave
Full throttle on an HP motor
I wanna taste it, we'll never make it
Hold on, we're going 80 over
Her legs are wrapped around my waist
We're running from the life they sold her
I wanna taste it, we'll never make it