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The sun is coming up over the hill

Or maybe it’s not, I can’t even tell

But there’s a warmth on my face

That isn’t the blood

And my tears are turning

The snow into mud

And I can’t feel my left leg

But I think it’s still there

Did I kill anybody?

Hell, I never fight fair

What state am I in?

Am I still on the run?

Has it really been so long

Since I’ve seen the sun?

My instincts are telling me

To pick up and go

But I can’t feel my fingers

And I can’t move my toes

There’s a drained bourbon bottle

Laying next to my head

And the piss and the vomit

Are the sheets on my bed

Is it you? Could it be you?

Don’t want it to

I went out all night drinking

So I took the bait

And I jumped off the interstate

To Highway 8

To the bars full of girls

Who all know me by name

They all drink the same drinks

And they all fuck the same

Now my eyes are turning red

In this hotel bar

And she’s breathing out smoke

As she motions towards the door

The kindness of a stranger

Or a trick of the trade?

God knows I’m not the first mistake

That she’s made

Is it you? Could it be you?

Don’t want it to

Is it you? Could it be you?

Don’t want it to

I been down and out

I been spit on for so long

I stored my shame in my belly

'Till I needed to be strong

In my last guilty whim

I stole a map and a truck

It’s pure chance

That I haven’t already been picked up

But from here on the slate’s clean

I’m heading way south

Always heard the girls were pretty there

I got to find out!

Look, Ma, your son’s a traveling man!

I don’t know what I did

But I’ll do all the good that I can

Could it be you?

Could it be you?

Could it be you?

Could it be you?

Could it be you?

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